Last Stand of the DNA Cowboys

Speeding through nowhere

At the velocity of dreams

Bowed by memories of shame

But streamlined

By the fear that follows

I'd look around if I could

But I'm afraid that I'd lose my grip

I know that you're back there

And that only makes it twice as hard

Do we go on to infinity?

To the points where all things meet?

In infinity, will we be together,

Or does infinity just mean never?

(In infinity do we break down and show ourselves?)

Speeding through nowhere

At the velocity of dreams.

A fragment of "Speeding through Nowhere"

by the Minstrel Boy

— Pressdra Vishnaria