There was a time
when there wasn’t
although I can’t remember
when it was.
When, then and now,
to be, a thing unthought.
All present and accounted for
in an array of life compressed
knowing that once
it was expanse.Occasionally we can touch
that link in life
when our prattling succumbs
to the Truth of the present
and we realize, perhaps,
that we are what was.
And is.
And shall remain.
History is composed of the actions of the present, remembered after a while. People are pretty much the same in any time or place, therefore it’s of value to study the past and learn the evolution of thought. The Gnome suggested that I think back as far as I could. I did. This was the result.
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