Days.
One after
the other.
Each
a cell
in a
long
running
movie.
A living
movie.
Preordained,
predetermined
drama.
Each day
a cell
In a roll,
spinning
roll.
Canned.
Already
in the
can.
A movie
already
made.
Playing
out
one day
to the
next.
History,
now,
tomorrow.
Written,
produced,
actors in
place.
Living
their roles.
Movie
plays on.
Already
in the
can.
Infinite
movies
in the
can.
Everything
as written.
One after
the other.
Each
a cell
in a
long
running
movie.
A living
movie.
Preordained,
predetermined
drama.
Each day
a cell
In a roll,
spinning
roll.
Canned.
Already
in the
can.
A movie
already
made.
Playing
out
one day
to the
next.
History,
now,
tomorrow.
Written,
produced,
actors in
place.
Living
their roles.
Movie
plays on.
Already
in the
can.
Infinite
movies
in the
can.
Everything
as written.
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Author:
John Prophet (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
Very interesting look at the days of our lives John. Great write.
Hi AP,
Thank you for your gracious comment.
JP
"Today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday"
So true…
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