These are strings to all things, pulleys and mechanisms for them to work, to live
Wind ups and spinners, buttons and knobs, switches and dials needing force
Deliberate motion to reverse the inertia, the stubborn inertia
Without use things are just as they are, merely matter
There are no more symbols, there are no more ideas
The world is reduced into meaninglessness
Inked paper like forged metal
Like brain tissue the same
As toys God forgot
No motion here
But time still
Aging us
Dolls
About the Creator
S.L. Fischer
I hope that whatever and wherever these posts end up to be, someone finds them helpful or beautiful. I write because it heals. I write because through it, I am reminded that today there is still time to make life meaningful.
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