Is it gone? Has it Died?

What is the Phunk anymore?
Where have we gone?
Do we exist any longer... or are we just an illusion?
What is "we?"
If there is a "we" then why do "we" keep falling away?
Where has "we" gone? What about "us?"
Little words that used to mean so much to us are gone.
They are meaningless now, now that we don't care anymore.
But we do care. I care. I want those words to mean what they used to.
We can't go back. We can only look back.
But what if looking back is better than looking forward?
You can't dwell in the past.
And the future is too fearsome.
So look around and enjoy today.
It could be better than tomorrow.


[Musings. Might be a poem someday.]