TREVOR SENSOR

Tell the people that you love that you love them while you can and all the

cliches that we pick up along the way reminding us how we ultimately lose every moment. The shit. The palpable disconnect between what is, what we hoped for and the thwarting nature of how we have to move forward. It is always a pick yourself up morning, it is always a let’s give it another go tomorrow evening until it isn’t. The shit. The patience of awaiting the future tragedy that will define our way forward is the saving grace because it allows us a stolen moment here and there where we can connect with our fellow sentient beings. The shit. The moments were what we know we are going to lose is here with us defying our collective demise with laughter that can escape the event horizon of grief that we inevitably know will claim this moment and all moments like it. Leaving our mourning songs to be told by others who knew us and cared about our shit. This video of “Chiron, Galactus” captures, the patient waiting for learning and the hunger that destroys the worlds we have known, perfectly. Trevor emerges from the dark to proclaim that he has nothing but the shit that we collectively mourn.