Flickering light

What if
space didn't matter
because Space technology finally made it easier.
Would that be easier to let our guards down?
Or faster to cement that last brick in the wall?
Would that accentuate the empty space within ourselves?

It would be too easy at that point, right?
Life is built for challenges, anyway.
We love to seek out the mirage in front of us,
and knowing we'll never reach it.

But what if
it's finally a reality
And you're disappointed?
Do we hide again because it's not worth it?
Pain?

Maybe we seek pain
just so we don't eternally feel empty.
Or maybe it's just my mind.
Finding pleasure after constant hurt and setbacks just to get a grasp
on what happiness might mean.

Why can't happiness be a feeling on its own? Only a constant comparison.
Why are we afraid?

Yet we continue to walk on, fully dressed in armor
Shield ourselves from the bright lights that eventually blow out.