To be as an unseen sentence in an unread novel,
one must study the art of the unfound fossil.
By burying yourself beneath sediment and grime,
your character arc will dissolve into the pages of time.
Allow chaos to shroud your aura in several abnormalities,
blending your dark energy into the invisibility of normality.
Eyes of the living that fall upon your physical position
will see only the misting curls of a windy apparition.
Let go of tomorrow’s hypothetically healthy heartbeat
and focus on the rhythmic pulse of today’s memories.
Do this correctly and the literature coding your DNA will
allow you to disappear for hundreds of thousands of centuries.
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Kale Sinclair
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Comments (2)
Such a powerful comparison to the fossils. Ultimately, we are all nothing but stardust.
This is very interesting. To disappear for thousands of years is to be reborn again in another thousand. We all disappear from Earth.