That is the world in the proverbial nutshell, an existence where the only constant that is guaranteed to be there tomorrow is change. The word evolution implies coming full circle, yet does not always seem to do so. No matter what caused the change, what went on during the change, or who remains after the change, there will always be those who want to change that which has already be changed. No one is satisfied for long; no one is displeased for long. There are those who stand before the revolution, the swirling clouds of the storm. They stare up at ever blackening skies wondering what the next waves of change will be and whether or not they will make it to see that change. This is the world’s one and only truth, that we are as children before the flames, mesmerized by them, haunted by them, and consumed by them.
Author notes
Ok so kinda prose but i thought it was fitting gah the title is not an O.A.R. refference haha
Option 2 the future, aim sleepless809
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- Plethora Of Options by Play Pretend..
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