Dogma. Minds shackled. Fixed. Trained
Quest. Meaning. Searching for meaning. Questioning.
Crystalline spheres. Resonating throughout. Sounds of
Gathering. Global gathering. One mind,
Mathematics. Language of the gods. Bits and
Opaque. Mist. Existence in a mist.
People. Come and go. Doing so by the
War drums. Minds wound tight.
Strangeness. Look. Look around. What the hell. What’s
Paradise. Eternal souls, reality. Never
Bright sunny day. There’s a time, in each
Delusion. Center of the universe. Made
Instantly. All at once. Collective. Variations.
Empty. Where? Is there anyone else?