We’re heading for extinction
We’re heading for Doomsday,
And the clock is now ticking
And we are one hundred hours away,
If we bow out we will never come back again
And the human race will be forgotten,
And all we’ve achieve will be lost
As if it never happened at all.
Dream. Explore. Discover.
Luis Santiago Calle Quirós
Supermassive black hole poetry.
Just another WordPress.com weblog
Blog poetycki Tomasza Kuciny
旅行記、ゴルフ、ドローン映像など自由気ままな内容/Travel, Golf, Drone etc.
WRITER/POET/ACTIVIST
We live in a society filled with a mixture of emotions. The way we get to handle these emotions, defines our character.
You can lead your generation
AbolitionSuperstition
Fotografias e palavras percorrem o mundo de mãos dadas.
A deep dive into various lives.
Her side hustle is dubious at best. But she's in love.
Where is the line between creative contemplation and riling rumination?
Dream. Explore. Discover.
Luis Santiago Calle Quirós
Supermassive black hole poetry.
Just another WordPress.com weblog
Blog poetycki Tomasza Kuciny
旅行記、ゴルフ、ドローン映像など自由気ままな内容/Travel, Golf, Drone etc.
WRITER/POET/ACTIVIST
We live in a society filled with a mixture of emotions. The way we get to handle these emotions, defines our character.
You can lead your generation
AbolitionSuperstition
Fotografias e palavras percorrem o mundo de mãos dadas.
A deep dive into various lives.
Her side hustle is dubious at best. But she's in love.
Where is the line between creative contemplation and riling rumination?
sadly that’s where we are headed.
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Agreed, thanks for reading and appreciating my friend 🙏 Faux
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