Only Fragments posted: " My anxious mind reaches out to the unknown future, where the Nameless shows me visions of a sweltering wasteland Earth devoid of life. This is not just the planet post-apocalypse but post-homosapien; a time long after we have not only destroyed the Earth"  | Only Fragments February 26 | My anxious mind reaches out to the unknown future, where the Nameless shows me visions of a sweltering wasteland Earth devoid of life. This is not just the planet post-apocalypse but post-homosapien; a time long after we have not only destroyed the Earth we knew and all the creatures who shared it, including ourselves, but its very capacity to sustain life at all. My despairing soul reaches back to the forgotten past, where ancient human ancestors show me visions of a wild, untouched Earth teeming with strange life. This is not just the planet pre-homosapien but pre-apocalypse; a time long ago when we were just one of many species struggling to survive on the Earth as an endless, global winter approached. My grieving heart remains fixed in the present from which I cannot look away, where I need no visions to show me either the horrors or joys of life. Both seem in abundance here in this intra-homosapien and intra-apocalypse era of climatic fluctuation. Life has survived before. And life has not. Life will survive this. Or it will not. Caught in the middle, I mourn and hope and surrender and rage and go numb. | | | |  | You can also reply to this email to leave a comment. | | | | |
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