the future doesn't exist.
only in our minds.
that's as real as the conversations we have with dead people.
i try to imagine a future--any future--but it's only an idea.
tomorrow is only possible, not definite.
it's only inevitable in our heads.
we could cease to be at any moment in time.
this is fiction.
we create the world around us.
we destroy everything that we've created.
some more than others.
tiptoe past the ones who care en route to self-destruction.
we only have the present to manipulate.
and each other.
the future is concept.
reality is in front of us but passing by with haste.
leave the past on the soles of your shoes.
the future is past.
dm
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