Our worlds are intertwined,
The more we try to understand it,
The more complex we make it.
The past, the present and the future,
Are one interconnected force.
Our mind is our universe,
Our tool to create, to change,
Our perspectives, the realm in which we live,
Where children are free to think
And to draw from their imagination.
We ultimately learn to adapt to change,
And rely on something symbolic to clinch on.
As we grow older,
Logic and reasoning becomes,
Evident in everything we do and think of.
We may not have have control of our lives,
Forcefully, the elite take it upon themselves,
To mark society as their possession,
Their identity, to uphold their reputations,
But what if in the near future…
I can see people programmed to carry out,
Tasks encrypted in their skin,
Emotionless beings resisting an apocalyptic war,
Between Mother Nature and Science.
The past and the future, a spirit in disguise
Among the archived artifacts,
That poses as a threat to humanity,
For those who rebel for freedom,
Past down memories of their ancestors,
Still influences their scarce culture.
What if we had the power to be individuals?
Would conflict be certain against those?
Who technology dictates to and governs,
Their world of fantasy of dreams?
The present the catalyst and transition,
Between past and the future,
What we do now becomes the past,
And affects the future that lies ahead.
Perhaps if we should be ignorant for power,
Greed will lead to suffering at the end.
Of seeing what we have built become ruins
In nature, what we have created,
Results in our almost extinction,
In our afterlife, after the future.
Our failures, our faults,
Sets us back to look at what we had before,
Reliving the past as though it were our future.
We have become slaves to our minds.
The ego determines your perception.
Suffering is a reality that cannot be avoided.
Confusion of religion or culture becomes,
A disillusion to you, your love to your fellow being,
Seems new to you, whereas before the trend,
In society when relationships were not a crime,
But a true sign between humanity and itself.
What if today is your future?
Tomorrow your past, the next your present.
In the next life of your recantation,
Would you still be searching for you?
Alone in the ruins of your creation?
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