Writing In The Sand

Surely, this document is held in space by all of us. Surely we must use our very selves to preserve its contents and good fortune. This is the future. The writing in the sand awaiting the tide. Be well, human: keep this space sacred.

The concept of keeping everything temporary and floating, in memory, very captivating. Is anything really recorded in the global consciousness? Or does it all float, only able to survive because it exists in one or more conscious mind now?