What we
teach.
Generations
pass.
New
infected
by the
old.
Passing
forward
fear,
superstition,
ancient
stunted
thought.
Teaching,
molding
new minds
old dogma.
Past
flows
forward
holding
rigid
primitive
concepts,
thought.
Modernity
struggles.
Wrestling
free.
New era.
New
intelligence.
Indoctrination.
Teaching.
Same
pattern.
Infecting
new
with old.
Human
primitive,
injected.
Infecting all.
Fears,
superstitions.
Moving
forward
through the
artificial.
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Author:
E.J. Waling (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
This reminds me of life itself as we tunnel along through old and new. Well done in short lines giving the feeling of moving forward quickly. Very nice
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