The difference, so far as we know, between man and the other animals is that man is given to dreaming of the future. We remember the past and live in the present, and often the present stands in the way of the future. Still, we continue to dream golden dreams of a future that will never be.

 

 

Yes the past is here to stay

But the present’s in the way

Of that grand and golden future of our dreams

Gleaming cities on a hill

Old age vanished with a pill

No the future never comes or so it seems

When man first beheld the stars

He did dream that one day cars

Would propel him quickly to some sunlit shore

And one day when man has tamed

All the galaxies he’s named

He will close his eyes and dream of something more

 

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