Forms.
Platonic
forms.
A world
apart.
Realm of
possibilities.
Where
all things
are possible.
Perfect.
Always
there.
From
the beginning.
A realm
far older
than
current
sentience.
From there
to here.
Forms
morphing
materializing
through
sentience.
Minds
pulling,
manipulating,
forming.
Creating.
Humanity’s
creations.
Inventions.
Delved
from a
different
place.
Deep
vein of
possibilities.
Forms.
Unlimited.
Many
beyond
current
ability.
Waiting
for greater
sentience
to mine.
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 24th, 2024 07:14
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 19
Comments3
Applicable in the now and present as well as a view of what's to come in another world.
Absolutely. Thanks for reading
Great write
Thank you..
You're welcome
In my life I have read and written many forms but wonder what they mean to others John.
Andy
If nothing else, we leave a little something of us behind. Thanks for reading Andy.
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