Past.
Slips
away.
Fades to
memories.
Memories
die.
Vaporize.
Cease
to exist.
Riding
the nexus.
Future.
Mystery.
Unknown.
Falling
away,
by the
wayside.
Expendable.
Generations.
One
to the
next.
Energy
expended.
Propelling
brake neck
forward.
To what
end?
Where
to?
What
part was
played?
What
purpose
served?
Burning
through
existence,
to the
future
headed.
Charging
through
time.
Damn,
throttle
wide open.
Full speed.
Faster and
faster.
Hold
tight.
Dark
unknown
tunnel
ahead!
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Author:
John Prophet (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 7th, 2022 07:36
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Each unknown tunnel that we approach can lead us into the light showing that all is well.
Andy
The future, that dark unknown. Thanks for reading Andy.
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