The Heart Of The Future

Everything you see and know now has been viewed as a future.

Yes, I have existed now, before and in the middle of it all. I have been stared at as something far away and don’t get me wrong; I love the pedestal who wouldn’t love a throne.

I am known and unknown.

Modelled in a bid to be understood

Boxed in a bid to be handed down.

I am the future. Would you want to know me? Well, to burst your assumptive bubble, I am nothingness. So no, you don’t.

But isn’t that beautiful or would you fear me too?