The Lost Foundations, Gabrielle BG [english books to improve english .txt] 📗

Land after all of us were relocated to new places, new lives by God or some force unknown to us.

Where am I now? In some ways, I guess I’m still somewhere in all of those places. Really, I don’t know where I am…I wouldn’t want to think that I’m in another one of those imaginary dream lands…of course I can’t see any way out this time…there are no walls when I blink, no light, no darkness. Yet I climb on, and as I climb I tell my story to this empty space, to the galaxy that somehow must know my words in their language.

So am I awake or dreaming, alive or dead? Where am I going this time? Well, the Wasteland will still always be my destiny; not because I am doomed….but because I chose to see the world for what it was and not what it could be. I chose to survive so that someday someone out there might see what I see, and know what I know.

I am here because the Wasteland is not just my destiny, for you are on the highway to yours as well. If you only would look down for just a second to realize this, to touch the ground with your feet and feel the earth shaking beneath you, then maybe this hand of cards might fall to the floor.

Maybe then you’d finally realize that you’re just playing games with destiny; that the Wasteland will be the final redemption for a world gone blind until you open your eyes to the truth and shatter the dream. You will suffer to break and run before the destination that you’ll never see. The end.

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Publication Date: 07-03-2010

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