Strange now to think that what we think of as now will be part one day of the distant past just as what is now the distant past was once the present day and what was their future is now a tiny sliver of the vast expanse of history as if history could be something definable a monolith materializing as we play with bones or fight over water the sun has only so many years left in its cycle then they say it will blow apart to be reconstituted by our so called ancestors in the future
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