Our Future

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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The was a sea in Russia that disappeared sand dunes, rusting ships and rib cages of sailors sticking up out of the ground as a warning, fight nature be prepared to lose. The Aral Sea it had fish aplenty, now it is a ghostly place Was the wind stirs extinct sea into a colourless greyness that tells us how the world will look like in about a hundred years. The Aral is far from our light fantastical it is hidden the cadaverous vastness of Russia, The land around may have changed names, but it will always be Russia. Do not walk across the sea at night the place is haunted and you will see the future that is too awful for a mere human to take in, after all, the suffering that will be visited upon your grandchildren, your soul will ever find peace as there are such a thing as ghosts scaring souls... it is your grandchildren they W will not give you peace and no grave is deep enough to hide you from their wrath and the world your greed destroyed.

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