We will all be dead soon, captain Kirk, Spock, the Bees, Mary, all the Marys, all the children, all the brothers of Jesus, the children of god. Even the memory of all these we had will be gone. Forever will have been a very long time ago. What we were and all our memories, and what we thought of them, ourselves, our relativity, our gravity, will itself will be a fog of everything forgotten, all the eyelets we squeezed through in time Oh could Miss Piggy and Kermit ever be lost in time? Could the Trek, the Wars, be even forgotten, all the stars we saw? I will never accept this fate, as the will of the begotten. And then again I will be gone and so forgotten, why, even memory will be no memory, only smoke and mirrors, even these will be just words in no more mouths. So why we were, so what we were, only for ourselves while we were what we are, the way we are, now, no more.
Posted on: Wed, 05 Mar 2014 04:10:03 +0000
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