magic will appear when the conditions are right we cannot force it
better ideas replace old thinking; systems don’t always keep up
our infrastructure is hidden under layers of forgotten time
take care of today every day, tomorrow takes care of itself
the past is the past and though we cannot live there i visit often
it’s hard to feel safe when the headline says panic maybe that’s their goal
every moment is a point in time where we decide the future
we filter the world through the prisms we create and hold us captive
even as times change we want that which has been true to always be true
i’m a meteor some mornings, adrift in space or so i believe