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Floating Through


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Floating Through

Nothing and then everything, in less than a blink All that was, can be and will be, forever on brink. Just a moment please, and eternity begins Every hero, villain and the litany of sins. Beauty and ugly, violence and love From inception, to conception, below and above. Heavens always opened and Hells forever closed, while day swaps with night as truth is exposed.

Dust to dust, the wheel turns swiftly on Nobody watched and a billion years were gone. Colours and light fade into the grey All particles burst and escape through the fray. The weave has loosened and no patch will suffice, Each will pay as the collective, the ultimate price. Darkness falls forward into the inescapable abyss As too late comes the insight that all was amiss.

Through space and time we travel with disdain and scorn Never knowing or believing how trivial we are born. Grandeur we claim for progress not of our own And soon enough time will take our skin, flesh and bone. Just a moment we were here, and a moment too long, For we thought we held something, yet we were half wrong. As all that we are and all that we could ever become, Is the prey to be eaten by the following one.


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  • Grandeur we claim for progress not of our own

    Today I saw a facebook post. It said that Trump once again claims that war in Ukraine will be over soon. And that the only reason why it will be over is Trump himself...😛