The future ain't what it used to be.

The future ain't what it used to be.

The future lies before you, like paths of pure white snow. Be careful how you tread it, for every step read more

The future lies before you, like paths of pure white snow. Be careful how you tread it, for every step will show.

There shall be no more snow
No weary noontide heat,
So we lift our trusting eyes
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There shall be no more snow
No weary noontide heat,
So we lift our trusting eyes
From the hills our Fathers trod:
To the quiet of the skies:
To the Sabbath of our God.

Who controls the past controls the future. Who controls the present controls the past.

Who controls the past controls the future. Who controls the present controls the past.

When Earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted
and dried,
When the oldest colours have read more

When Earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted
and dried,
When the oldest colours have faded, and the youngest critic has
died,
We shall rest, and faith, we shall need it--lie down for an aeon
or two,
Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew.

There is no past or future. Using tenses to divide time is like making chalk marks on water.

There is no past or future. Using tenses to divide time is like making chalk marks on water.

You can't bring back the past. It's gone. All you can do is let go, move on, and make better read more

You can't bring back the past. It's gone. All you can do is let go, move on, and make better memories for the future.

What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters
compared to what lies within us.

What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters
compared to what lies within us.

With mortal crisis doth portend,
My days to appropinque an end.

With mortal crisis doth portend,
My days to appropinque an end.