Nevermind what I stood for
The previous may never predict the now
People would love to be herded into prophetic projections
As we are at the moment
Every moment
Choosing which door to open
Or maybe we should even refuse to unlock any
As this simulation might as well be a ruse
And the only way to truly defy expectations
Is to go all out
And outright lose
But the child we once were
May have led us to this path
But this paves not an end
Forced to move on sans justification or clarity
Without cure as the cure is short memory
Or you become the salt to your wounds
If you keep looking back
Peace may be most elusive during times alone
Faced with broken pieces left behind
However, be reminded that cities were built on top of rubbles
As everything else, taking part taking time
Open a door, any door, and close the one behind you
danDAman 