Cap Fit

I once met a physician
Whose purpose was to make the subject matter
This was on purpose
I was told I was here for nothingness
More or less
Then my fortune cookie
Deleted
The future is now, it was stated
Just before I went
To bed
I was really dark outside
Light being what it was able
Just as all my horses
Bolted lightning from the stable
It was insane
You should have seen it
Coming second
Where nothingness is
Visible
In God we were trussed
As if it were something
Anyway
There we were
Standing about
Trying to make anything of it
All the while
Having no choice
Except to say no or yes
Without consequence
Other than
Saying no meant continued bliss
What of it
Saying yes meant sailing through grief
For the sake of others
Which in essence
Is what it's all about
So I wondered why
It shouted in my ear
With second sight
Telling me of the pending disaster
In which
I was centered