Submissions by Felixfawn

Almost in the blink of an eye we have become alien to our prior generations,
a decade passes and only just are the foundations of what was and what is some what connected and recognizable.

A century blazed by and almost seems fabricated,
we exacerbate the past,
exile but yet harass the past,
trying to further ourselves deeper into the concept of time,
as lost in my words as I am my future,
would you ever run a race not knowing where it ends but yet where it began?

We, our generation, the millennials, our emotions to which escape us, we cannot comprehend but simple suppress, oppress even that in which we feel. We think by literal word our real connection stolen from us by this virtual entity, loosing site of reaction to that which we feel, loosing touch of reality. Close your eyes and interpret what you will in apathetic voice from the spoken words a conversation, can you perceive and eventually receive conversation correctly, can you convert and with it flirt with someone elses perception of clarity, you loose sight of the very meaning of conversation....