PARALLEL (a poem) by Totally Human Writer *** Two lines stretch Running to infinity Set to different speeds. One counts in minutes The other in blocks These lines will never meet. From a distance, fine thread Zoom in, and whole galaxies appear Stars and planets, all moving at the speed of time. Between, lies an ocean of dark, Impossible to cross And yet, I swim with others Floating free. Looking back, past years fade Ahead, the future blurs But for those like me Who navigate the space between Who reach the frontier of true time, …we see. We trace the past in perfect record The future forms in never-ending zeros and ones. And in our world, campfires burn Surrounded by huddles of Time-traveling psychonauts, Sharing our escape routes from The march towards death. We talk of next century We watch the stars and dream. Across the divide, The mainline races forward Gaining pace but losing mass Traveler by traveler. Piece by piece. A change occurs in every one Who swims the universe Feels the pull of their tether Ignores the force that draws them back And cuts loose. We leave the noise of nations For the quiet hum of work. We trade consumption for construction Publish ideas; verify truth. We find abundance In the vacuum of space. Yet for us, the early few, Craftsmen, explorers, We are held between These parallel lines. Our loved ones watch us take the strain As gravity pulls us in a million different directions. We bridge the distance And hold these lines together. With all our strength, we close the gap Inch by inch, block by block, Then others join and take the leap Leave the world they knew behind And together, we build eternity. *** Originally published by @CYPHERMUNK HOUSE | LONDON.