The river

I imagined a broad body of water flowing towards some misty future. The tributaries quarter and halve and quarter again and again until reaching the source of each individuals contribution to the stream flowing through time. Each person like a worm in time space.

Travelling upstream on the main flow, when the river was wider, and following a particular stream to its beginning a Neanderthal or cromag makes a contribution and so on from each individual. Bacteria to brachiosaur join the froth.

The river flows forward, may be forever or maybe not, sometimes mighty and wide, other times a slow stream, sometimes a torrent some time a pond. Billabongs break of and live in isolation like worms deep ocean vents.

May be in the end there is a delta where life splits once more into individual streams and leaves our home. May be the future holds a soak were all the tide ends in dry sand

Who knows