H. Ray Davis

Smoke And Mirrors

They will look back and be able to say I saw the rise of technology. A time when we lost our souls. When women lost their grace and men lost their masculinity. A time like no other, where our lives become illusion. We are all lost souls wandering through a mist, Every moment cataloged through picture and embellishment. They will say it was a time of vanity and madness.

 

H R Davis