As the world came to be, it exited it's presence like a folding box, folding and folding over again until it existed only in the minds and hearts of the lucky and those that had to bear their weight, the memory of the fallen world now only a stain, a small brown blotch on the flickering sheet of the mind. Soon the tale was told to many generations, the brown blotch shrinking and dulling until all that was left was only a small poppy seed. That was good. The very poppy seed contained good, the memories of good, what was good in the very beginning of all that once was. Bad threatened, but good won out. It was only a seed though, a seed inside the young naive child of humanity. Nothing surrounded, all darkness, the absence of all that once was. Yet- The seed started to grow, a glimpse of hope born out of nothingness, casting a bit of light. It grew into a flower, spreading more seeds, taking hold in places that allowed the seeds, and they grew. The brightness grew all over, releasing all the colors, and things could return to normal, except better. Maybe things could turn out the way the idealistic poets sang, cried, and dreamed of. Maybe that age could be possible- Just maybe everything could be alright.
DID YOU KNOW THAT IN TEN YEARS PEOPLE ARE GOING TO GO TO MARS TO LIVE FOREVER? Then the question could finally be answered. Life on Mars? YES. The mere concept of that... Blew my mind, man. I wanted to write a book about something, it just was inspiring. Fascinating. Well, anyways, last night I had a dream that had something to do with an alarm, then I didn't get to sleep until 4 in the morning, BUT LUCKILY THAT WAS JUST IN MY DREAM TOO XD well, PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE, AND I AM NOW 5168 DAYS OLD!!! =D
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