What?!
Your father is dead.
What?
You can pump him full of chemicals, you can put makeup on him
but the fact remains, that the only father we're ever gonna have is gone.
Forever.
And that sucks.
The Atlantic was born today and I'll tell you how...
The clouds above opened up and let it out.
I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere when the water filled every hole.
And thousands upon thousands made an ocean, making islands where no island should go.
Oh no.
All we have is this moment.
Right here, right now.
The future is just a fucking concept that we use to avoid being alive today.
So be...
here...
now.
Those people were overjoyed, they took to their boats.
I thought it less like a lake and more like a moat.
The rhythm of my footsteps crossing flatlands to your door have been silenced forever more.
Why do people have to die?
To make life important.
None of us know how long we've got.
Which is why we have to make each day matter.
I need you so much closer.
We carry our wounds around with us through life, and eventually they kill us.
Things happen that leave a mark in space, in time.
In us.
Time flies when you're having fun, huh?
Time flies when you're pretending to have fun.
Time flies pretending to know what people mean when they say...
"love".
There's two kinds of people in the world:
there's you
and there's everybody else.
I feel like all I do is trying to connect with people.
But no matter how much energy you pour into getting to the station on time,
or getting on the right train,
there's still no guarantee that anybody's gonna be there for you to...
pick you up when you get there.
You hang onto your pain like it means something, like it's worth something.
Well, let me tell 'ya, it's not worth shit.
Let it go.
Well, what am I supposed to do?
What do you think? You can do anything, you lucky bastard, you're alive!
What's a little pain compared to that?
It can't be that simple.
What if it is?
I need you so much closer.
You only get one life.
And once it's over,
it's over.
Dreamless sleep forever and ever.
So why not be happy while you're here.
Really. Why not?
So come on, come on.
Everything in the world: death, life, everything...
it's all completely suffused with static.
But if you listen to the static too much, it fucks you up.
Was he happy?
He was.
Good...
Thank you for that.
It helps.
You can't take picture of this, it's already gone.