We’ve had enough. Beam us up. Our mission is complete. We’ve served our time.
Don’t you see?: our mission is what begins after our mission is complete. We serve time by having already served time.
We’ve been here too long. We’ve died too many times. But that’s the point. We’ve survived our death – we’re posthumous; but that’s exactly how it should be.
Why isn’t there someone to say, time’s up? To say, time’s over. To say, time people please. But the point: we’re supposed to be in the aftermath; the aftertime. We live on in a time when everything should have come to an end.
Posthumous lives: that’s what we live. Posthumous time: that’s our time.
Work in Progress 