Ballads of the distances and times pt.1

Sometimes,
there is just fog all around you


and you can't see what is ahead,



sometimes you can't even see your own hands,




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but you just can't stop going forward.

There could be a sharp bend right ahead.
Or a blockade. Or a dead end.


And you can't stop thinking about it.


Your                      mind
    overflows
             with
                 the
                    fear
               about
            the
absolute               unknown     .             


But regardless of that,

you should stay on the road.

And keep charging forward through the mist.


Grip the
tar
mac

and feel       
the         wind
brushing by you.

Let it
tell you where
everyone's destinies
collide and fuse;

where life begins and ends,
and where you lie
in the event horizon
                        
of
your own       miraculous,     brief  
                                            and
                                            impermanent
                                            existence.