Ahead

The Future: We will be seen as the ironicly failed, self-despised era. We should be treated as the dump we have created. In each persons eyes, there seems a desperation of human admiration. We treat values as commodities but the veil still silently waves and soothes our eyeballs. My own tolerated defeciancies hold nothing. An obscure, dark and thick crust holds us under the boiling water of some horrible confusion. A departure is needed. Peace or War no longer. We will be but childish adaptation to our now fast growing body. Destructors of our own pity. The shame of course, the deviant truth of irresponsibility. But we believe in time, and as children we will continue to play.