now

two seconds passed now...

you can never live in the now.

for us... there is never a now!

only two seconds passed now...

the present has been eaten up by perception,

caught tragically in two seconds passed now...

as good as eyes and ears to mind.

that is where the darkness plays,

and these are dark days

approaching a vantablackness.

language seems harsher,

appetites bigger,

knowledge is vast but wisdom is lost,

lost in two seconds passed now...

darkness approaching blackness

for the last of this age;

but, there have been other befores.

the last before…

before this current modern world.

the ones we did not heed nor listen to,

and that's the problem again, we have stopped listening.

drowning in dogma,

streets of theology driving belief

believers believe in nothing, of nothingness

devote and sacrifice. who sacrifices themselves to nothing

in the darkness of time between now

and two seconds passed now...?

we are lost

on some false linear line

where perception contrives, we have forgotten.

we have stopped living truth.

devolved, disenchanted, and deformed.

overloaded, there is no quiet anymore,

no time to sort and convert to wisdom.

the fallible man remains gruesome,

refusing grace with a clever smile and topped off cocktail.

distorted in two seconds passed now…

well actually, a mind lag of 80 milliseconds.

where the past mingles and the future distorts the past

when you think an event has occurred

it has already happened.

strangling in the oneness of unique perception,

marginalized in a sterile world,

horrible undeveloped monsters

of personal qualia,

bereft of all, suffocating on this darkness,

unable to find faith in the light,

lost in the two seconds passed now...

we find the world again on a precipice,  

another dividing line on our bell curve ride.

going through to create a more perfect time,

a fragile age that could go many ways.

one must have memory to construct the future!

our minds glide through time,

always living in the past,

so to confuse is human to accept is divine.

on the brink of war, on the brink disaster

on the brink of evolution in consciousness,

trying to correct the errors in two seconds passed now…

you can never live in the moment.

now is the past.