Thinking

The anticipation, Of what is to come. Whether it is good or bad, Causes stress for everyone. Fear drives hate, The unknown does the same. A weakness is, The lack of planning. No matter which end you belong. Failure to attend the anticipation, Of the throng. Will override, Everyone's plan. Then to the mob, We will belong.

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Yann Rolland

Date: 11/28/2024 5:31:00 PM

nicely written , we can't all anticipate i guess enjoyed yann

Kim Stone
Date: 11/29/2024 2:24:00 AM

Thank you for the comment. Have been reading too much history and do not see a positive outcome for the world at the moment. Feel like I can influence what is in my direct sphere but not much else.