My Life Between the Dimensions

Sometimes I think I am trapped there.  Destined to spend eternity there. The contest is not over.  Will it ever be over? Some experienced a firefight.  Some experienced several. I experienced a firefight, or several, almost every single day for a year, some of which I participated in physical actuality; most I experienced as a remote participant, fully engaged nevertheless. Safe from most of the physical scars. Rife with emotional scars, etched savagely in both heart and brain. I am a time traveler.  I will , it seems, never surrender the field.  I think, as years pass, along with my mortal presence, you will find me there still.  Walking among those faceless spirits, scores of them, searching. I wish I knew, “for whom or for what”? Maybe they will know. When they visit again tonight I hope I remember to ask them. Keith Wayne Ragan