We can only guess what lies ahead.
Today, we are given choices.
The world is not flat. The world is not round. The world appears flat yet extends like an inflating orb, and I am an ephemeral traveler on its paths. I am far from a full load of worthy souvenirs but I will not make haste. For I am a traveler bounded by a perpetual realm not of this world, not for myself. I am eternal, and I will be home soon.