It’s a script long ago written.
Every facet comes to pass.
Why the mystery?
Every line written comes to fruition.
Are there none that see anymore?
It’s not really that great of a puzzle.
The world is
hastening at a great pace.
Watch the support for the ancient nation evaporate.
The blue print is there.
None will read.
I spout to no avail.
Pay attention to daily duties.
Worry not what is coming.
That is bliss.