We are beyond this it seems, but for how long? how long have we got before we are islands again, and comunications are down? Disc plateaux----cyclical spiraling outwards into the infinite realms. I hold thoughts to guide me for the scene is moving too fast for my eyes, closure.
I know that it could be one minuete, or 10,000 years, for the faith regained and her temperal stages can be useful, though they fail once sences have been restored, but its good to know they are there, space stations of the mind, dock for a long weekend, sooner or later we must go on, into the unknown.
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