It is the mistake of every age to believe that its generation is special enough, albeit chosen, to see Armageddon This belief supplements progress envirtues sacrifice reinvents suicide.
The truth is we are not so lucky...
Before the novas of annihilation bathe the spheres in a white twilight
we will fade to gray unwatched by gods or celestial observers unjustified by a thousand wars unenriched by the rubbage continents as craftsmanship is totally enveloped by commodity swarms of brain hungry zombie infants freshly bursting from abortion cribs from California to Dubai. And when they have hallowed our skulls we will be disappointed at its painlessness at prophecy deferred into the molasses of infinity.
again with the speachless tides, deep with the reguards I say you hit either one of those coasts.. with the magnitude of your voice afloat we could eventually see it rock off axis the land in the middle
that's how much power you have written....good stuff
great play on words.....just another bend in the long-winding road of history. i do believe in an end to this world as we know it, someday, but i do not think it will be in my generation or the next....but I believe it will come.
entrancing in its bones of mythos muscled with the context of human inward falls and outward self destruction~fleshed with a celestial song which will spin on and on long after we are stains of memory floating in universal dust~
stunning thoughts and composition~ touches deep into the primal cortex~