Writhing
pulsating
creature.
Being
unto itself.
Individuals
mere bits,
bits
of the
whole.
Spinning
interacting
pieces.
Pieces merging,
morphing,
evolving.
Changing.
Pulsating
as it goes.
Transcending
time.
Rooted to
the past,
careening
toward the
future.
Humans,
one whole
being,
global
in nature,
scattered,
disconnected,
yet compact
in its
core.
Coded.
Living in
confines.
Bounded
by purpose.
Coded for
time.
Future.
Speeding on.
Always
speeding on,
leaving
all in its
wake
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 2nd, 2019 09:38
- Category: Unclassified
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