Posted in Uncategorized Waves of Vanishing FuturesBy Noel IhebuzorTrapped in the endless motion of time,Yet still—unmoving,As shadows drift past,And we drift past shadows.All fixed,Locked in the quiet geometry of my steps.Hindsight—an illusion,Foresight—drowned in tides of effluvia,Where futures vanish,And futures multiply,Unending,Unseen. Posted on January 24, 2026 by Noel Ihebuzor