Forgotten Future by Rashaad Bell

Forgotten Future

I remember the Forgotten Future.
Where destiny is epilogue and bygone is prologue.

I have witnessed the Weapons of the Gods fall into the hands of the Humanity Brood.
When the Gods themselves fall victim to their own mechanisms.

I have journeyed to the crossroads, places that cannot be found until their entrance coincides with your next impending footfall, where the space between spaces demands its audience in full.

I have lived through the Death of the Gods and witnessed their return, committing their teachings to memory. Would you presume to bare witness?

Have you heard the tale of the Vampire?

Yes, of course you have, but what have you learned of their secret?

If I could provide you with just a slither of comprehension, would you gleam a portion of this knowledge for yourself? Or would you just cry in the dark, praying for the Sun?

Yes, Brothers and Sisters, I remember the Forgotten Future very well indeed.
Come and sit with me child, for I have a story to tell.

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