Going To the Future

Long before I had reached the top it was written that I should be loyal to the nightmare of my choice; as for my own guilty terrors, all of them accompanied me on the road home. I saw my future as a silent movie, the most you can already hope from it, is some knowledge of yourself, a crop (as a reward for sowing) of inextinguishable regrets, and I made it a reality. But, not only did I have the courage to live it even I colored and painted it with the ability and sensitivity of a landscape painter.