山乇几 ㄥ卂爪乃ㄖ🚘P A U L L I Z Z I ft @killercoolmusic

This was how it was meant to be. Year 5,000,002,025. The star-the one that gave us everything-is falling, consuming all in its descent. We thought we had time, but perhaps we were always meant to face this moment.
For a while, our masks-the pinnacle of our technology-shielded us. They kept us from feeling the heat, protected us from burning as the star's wrath grew closer.
In those final moments, we took our last joyrides in our Lambos, as if speeding down the road might somehow outrun the inevitable. The phrase "When Lambo?" took on a dark twist, morphing into "When do we die?" as the horizon burned brighter and the end drew near.
And yet, even in those final moments, there was beauty. The skies burned in colors we had never seen, landscapes glowing under the fire of a dying star. We stood in awe, knowing these were our last views of a beautiful, dying world.
To anyone who might be watching-if anyone even can-the Earth is gone. The oceans, the forests, the cities... everything that defined us is no more.
In the end, I did what I loved. I poured my soul into music, my final creations, and sent them out into the cosmos, hoping that somewhere, in some distant corner of the universe, another civilization might hear my signal and know we existed.
If this message survives, let it say this: I lived. I dreamed. I evolved.
Do what you love, right up until the light burns you out.
Goodbye. This was always how it was meant to be.