Ready player one

Is all about moving backwards.

Really really fast. Fast as we can.

Tripping over the past

Digging up our faults out of that cosmic trash can.

Player one. Who is that.

It can’t always be you.

I’ve learned that,

Because there’s those out there

Who scheme

And plot

And raid

And terrorize

And cheat

And kill.

What about that

Oasis?

What if it’s not out there?

Better worse, what if it is?

Expectations

A canon ball tied to my feet.

Watching the sky

As the island sinks.

Enthralling Euphoria

The kind that only comes before mass

Destruction.

Tragedy.

Ready?

Player

One…?