A million years passed, nothing left, no one in sight.
It might be a flashback of a past long gone. In that case… who is this message for, what will I call it? does it matter anymore?
I can’t figure this out, even nature is gone… caught in a sneaky little trick… called time.
The people, the places, the dreams, the stories… everything happened in this mass of rock and sand with water all around.
The sun doesn’t seem important anymore, I have the vision of a planet protecting itself with the sheets of clouds.
If I am a dream… this world will die as soon I open my eyes…
if I am a digital construction, a setup for the future projecting a state of the art reports of a deceived past, I am sure I will rust into oblivion amidst the cocktail of sand and water… the last beacon gone… to travel forevermore…
Grab your headphones!
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