Above... is the title of the touching experiment of group creation in chatting applications and the headline of the thoughts that emerged from the experience.

A bit verbose so it's not really poetry. More like a screenshot of my feeble thoughts wrestling for attention.

A picture of Darth Vader
In seething black
Hands on his waist
Flowing dark robe
Clones
Insignificant clones in the background
Cloning away
Idk, whatever clones do

"Welcome to the Deathstar!"

On the right, you will notice a fine looking young man(me) who will have you in uniform before the day is over.

On your left, is the founder, sponsor, CEO, pimp and capitan of the ship. She's shy so I've taken up the role of beefing up new recruits.

As you can obviously tell, she has a poor naming sense and thus we have suffered heavy losses from the group title alone.

Have no fear, my arrival ensures to curtail further losses naming wise.

Silent as it may be in your subconscious, we all know the reason why groups tend to fail.

Failure in this case is either cessation of all group activities and conversation or insipid participation that may even be sporadic.

The reason boils down to the intention of group creation versus the actual direction of the group.

Unlike molecules of ice, we ought not to melt.

Ever been in a group with people you vibe with before and it failed?

Ok that line, feels like an ad.

Point is, that interest wanes. Commitment is forever.

My dears, we are all doctors here and the disease is boredom.

Boredom isn't a result of having nothing to do. It's simply the alarm sounding against an ordinary wavelength.

It's a virus some say, mutating rapidly and manifesting itself in various forms.

I believe, that the antidote is social interaction. I also once believed that rats would replace the teeth under my bed with money so.

Anyway, what this all means, if you haven't switched off yet, is that there is no better frontier to traverse than ourselves.

Simply put, let us know each other better today, than we ever will. Tomorrow sadly, isn't for everyone. We often though, put each other off like it is. Life, can be distracting. I mean, you have to be reminded that while you're sitting there, thinking about how slow I am at getting to the point, you're on a spinning ball, spinning around a bigger burning ball in the darkness of nowhere.

All we can really create is moments. Moments with each other. Moments worth remembering.

Can't believe I'm coming up with this on the fly.
My ego is like this unhealthy drink I like taking between bursts of inspiration.

Now our plan for reentry might not be elaborate. Our capitan therefore, is open to suggestions. How do we pull it off? Not interest. But commitment. Suggestions don't even have to be sane. We could kick it off with the feasibility of us collectively robbing a bank. It might stir your mind to think about loopholes in things you would have otherwise never thought about and who knows... you might invent some cool way to catch burglars in your neighbourhood as a result.
If you think of course that you can actually rob a bank, well, then we will pray for you.

The point of this excursion is expression. Expression leads to discovery not just of one before many but of one to oneself.

We don't have to like each other either. From where I'm standing, I can't quite say I like every aspect of either of you but that also doesn't mean that you must accommodate me.

Having said that, feel free to drop your comments, like and subscribe XD and keep in touch to access daily updates and God knows what else.

At the heart of fancy wordplay, witty euphemism, excessive hyperbole and stunning imagery is a life. A life burning through the corridor of time, plastering pieces of itself on the shifting walls, yearning, to be more than the afterthought of the wind. There are many winds. Prose, poetry, football and our marks in the wind carry our scent. Every life desires a scent that stays. But sometimes the wind has other plans. So every now and then, I frustrate the wind that carries the scent that brought you here. To remind you. Not to just blow by with the wind. But to stay. To see the life. Consider it. As it does you.