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*this* John W. Hays' take on things and experiences

Wandering Nonsensically

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In that moment, when the time had finally run out, it occurred to me that I hadn’t actually prepared for the end. The end of the dream. The end of the song. The end of ideas that made any sense. The end of innocence.

One second later, everything else in the universe continued on as if nothing would ever end. Things just continue changing as much as they always have. Memories, merely snapshots holding certain aspects in suspended animation.

Inspiration absent motivation. Ideology of avoidance intent on grasping nondescript constructs. Vested interests in vast expanses of physical voids in intellectual realities.

Fruition that cannot be reached.

So, we drive on, in the offhand chance we might eventually reach an end, rarely recognizing how often we probably already have.



Written by johnwhays

December 9, 2020 at 7:00 am

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  1. Kinda deep, John. Very interesting and requires a couple of re-reads to fully enjoy! Still, “kinda deep” sticks with me! I like it!


    December 9, 2020 at 12:27 pm

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