Why are they running'

I hear the sound of a truth train now coming.' Then I notice many people running.' Why are they going back uphill.? In the wrong direction.? Into the darrkness lurking and still.' Also back into treacherous times.? Must be they are bad..?At reading the signs.? I thought that they were all on board.' Within the Mind. ? Have i been over optomistic, or to This place, just blind.? I hear their words I'm aware of faces blurred.'I Feel their hunting breath, uncertain of much.' And scared to death, do they know of life.? For that fact do I.? I must recalibrate, Oh me oh my.'