In this land of machines the Makers walk

surrounded by the phosphorescent glow of progress

breathing it in, filled to overflowing

seeing always the day to follow

when light will return to show the way

After fitful nights spent lost in choking shadow

demons make a slow retreat

to wait again for a darkness that always comes

not dreaming that a midnight sun, too, might rise

flay open the deep shadows

and expose what’s left of the soul hidden within

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I love seeing old predictions of what people in the past thought life would look like in the time we live in now. It puts it into perspective how impossible it is for us to really know what’s coming next.

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