Futuristic Illusion Poem by Ranis Thomas III

I think to myself while going
forward in time,
I have no control over the future.
Because now the Earth’s Axis is
in between transitions.
But I can control how I use
my time.

Taking another step forward floating
into space like a space cadet at first.
And even if I don’t proceed,
Time excels and still passes on
without me.
Perpetual Simplex I must say,
but complex!

Therefore I shall be reborn again and
travel the Fifth Element Train
into virtual time. –or maybe
the galaxy, to explore the
new universe with
my spirit,
shadow
and
literary
mind.