A Space And Time
Perhaps we are connected within a space or realm that time holds the connection to, one which we have no control over and leaves us vulnerable to prey. Maybe our existence depends on our ability to adapt and restructure and to overcome perils that are in our paths.
What happens when we can't adapt or restructure? When we can't find it within ourselves to make the choices that will cause that reoccurrence? Do we become like the lost city, or the people of the pyramids? Lost but known that we were here because of some mythical story or a letter or maybe even a post that says I was here, in this place, that I was not unknown by many, but forgotten by some.
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