To Michael Crichton.

Its truly like hanging on to a thread.

We are such a race...such a race that believes that our biggest strength lies in our ability to think, to feel.

But how we delude ourselves!

We live in this illusion that we create. All- by us, for us, to us.

And that is our biggest strength,

 that we can imagine, that we can create out of mindless air.

Alas! it stops there,

because we're never ready.

And,someday our imagination will consume us,

and in our annihilation, we will smile .. that no one could conquer us, but us.

or maybe,we will cringe, knowing ..we got the worst of ourselves.