SQUANDER

 SOCIO-TECHNOLOGICAL ADVANCEMENT

 Techno 02

The hours of our life on Earth count toward a seemingly infinite, yet inevitable ever changing conclusion

 

Pondering many wonders brought moments of pleasure

realizing there will never be enough time

fascinated by socio-technological advancement

upon the path still looking for a sign

 

Fear the unknown

no I don’t dare

I embrace the unknown

my future to snare

 

Sometimes I wonder

you know when I’m down

just why is The Path

so hard to be found

 

Fear the unknown

no don’t you dare

Embrace the unknown

your future to snare

 

By reducing our lives to a number of days

we foster internal procrastination

having looked, thinking there is plenty of time

we squander moments in blind fascination

 

© Sailor August 30, 2011 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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Yup, it's me! The author of all you read here (except for the comments of course). Having been asked to write a short article for "About Yourself", I was forced to labor (for a moment-or-two), upon what eloquent words I might use to explain myself. ................................................................................................................ This simple thought process yielded an even simpler solution. You need but read the words I have published here. All the writings (except for the Comments), are copyrighted ©, the moment the "post" is digitized and made available to the world (WWW) by the servers at namecheap, the best Hosting service you'll ever need. http://www.namecheap.com?aff=15525 Please read: "Proprietary Rights". ............................................................................................................. Now, to continue with "About Me". I am sure you will find a few of my views embedded within my poems, and, if I would quit procrastinating, within the chapters of my future novels. .............................................................................................................. I would ask you all to subscribe to "RANDOM THOUGHTS"
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