Infinity

With tin foil hat, on a barstool I sat.
I gazed into the future, and into the past!
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Transmitted signals, are found in the west.
But if you use aluminum, they come in best.
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 Bonanza at seven, Star Trek at eight.
With the wonder of a child, I thought it was great!
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The televised signal, conducted through me.
This amazing technology, was almost free!
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There are many theories, too many to mention.
But what if these signals, crossed times dimension?
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What exactly, did Nostradamus see? 
In his magical pot, of mystery.
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Are we hopelessly enslaved, by our own Past?
How much much longer, will our future last?
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Specificity,...you and me.
We conduct and transmit,...electricity.
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We are all transmitters and receivers.
Some scientific,...some believers.
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Some call it 'vibes' or empathy.
But we are all connected,...yes, you and me.
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I do know this,...history repeats.
From biblical times, to modern day streets.
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Our past is certain, our future has doubt.
Or is this a cycle?...and just turning about?
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Infinity.

Quixotic.