Lost is what we are. Lost in a world, in a Universe with no answers. Reality is just another form of dreaming.
Our daily reality are dreams to the nightly mind. Weird and strange. And dreams don’t understand Conscious thought. It doesn’t make sense to them. Nightly dreams are the animal of the human mind, Conscious thought is the machine.
Torn between the past and the future, we know that the future must continue because it is all we have. The past is dead. This very second is dying and I say a short prayer for every moment behind me.
And then I will look to the future, although no one is behind the wheel, we must continue. It is all that we have.
“Where did all the time go?”, we say when we’re old. Has it vanished into nothingness? No, it’s still here. We’re only human. Look at it from a gods’ point of view. Pull yourself away from this tiny spec of a planet, away from the solar system, the galaxy, the galaxy cluster, and change time to go faster…what happens?
No one knows. Life is but a dream.
Subscribe to the Blogging the Singularity RSS feed!
Stumble it!
Entries (RSS)