GLOOM BLOOM

The world like I knew it was gone. Everything was dry, lean, harsh and collapsing. My brain was translating images of destruction and death. Only seeing traces of old habits remaining in ruins. Sometimes I could hear distant noises of social movements, like radiations of a parallel universe evolving around me. But I it felt like too far away to be reached. What happened to these potentials ? My mind was covered in sand and dust, slowly disappearing for ever...