Academic journal article Visible Language

Lamenting the Birth of a Dying Future

Academic journal article Visible Language

Lamenting the Birth of a Dying Future

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Nostalgia has no children

Nostalgia, the frightful, cowardly hag, is weaving fantastic tales, about those days of yore. Baring her sores through threadbare cloth unable to hide herself, as putrid tea bags do or when spoiled soups rot attracting blue flies to long dead facts on barely recognizable corpses. Unable to see the falsehood of her yarn, she spreads her pernicious gossip, her pestilence, her sickly breath, portending that change is a malignant, apocalyptic disaster.

Nostalgia, the frightfully gaudy hag, made up in garish garments, sparkles only in the failing light, unable to shine in the bright of day, balefully barking at the moon, is the poisonous bane to life, accepting no metamorphosis no evolution, salvation was and can't ever be, and therefore vivid energy is apprehended, braked by fear, all positives removed, forced into a mire, the quality of contemporary life throttled by the past's slow motion, yesterday's gem, the grain of sand in the cogs of today's futurist machinery halting.

Nostalgia's children, all have died, stillborn or strangled by her at birth. …

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