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.
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Author:
Keeter C (
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If one could not think about the future it would be another type of bliss indeed but also another type of hell. Maybe they are one and the same just two different sides of the same coin. Very thought provoking
Thank you. Two sides of the same coin.
You are most welcome
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