Now the driver's vision starts moving ahead, slowly overtaking the Big Red Roadrunner...then quickly accelerating to what seems light speed, as it follows the road towards the ominious cloudy mass...
and the driver's voice continues…
The Road Ahead
We’ve all seen it so many times before, how this road goes on and on as far as the eye can see…like some great course...bearing on eternity…how it shoots way, way out there, ever going, ever narrowing...until finally it thins to a pinpoint, and vanishes from sight…this causeway to the clouds…
We continue to hear the driver's voice as his thoughts now go, despite the impending storm, to a different place...
Yeah, times sure do change...
But this road remains the same…
thank goodness for that too…
How many times I’ve traveled this road…
it never grows old…
It’s that kind of road that stretches straight away for miles ahead... stretching the imagination as it stretches to the horizon…
For it’s that long black-ribbon so many storytellers have talked about and based their tales/tails upon...
