we are a dead soulless world on the edge of spiritual, emotional, psychological and physical collapse.

The spark of humanity lives in those who nurture its flame and much like the dark forest theory it's crucial to not let others know you carry it

Once a soulless husk senses the light of humanity still alight inside you they will call upon armies to snuff out that light
it's best we stay hidden and loneliness is a small price to pay to keep it lit.
We are like small glimmers of light in the collective human experience.
Much like that of an abused person struggling to survive they always have glimmers of hope.
We are the glimmers
stop worrying