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Information,
data flowing.
Flowing
through my
being.
Invisible hands
working my
mind,
Kneading
like clay.
Shaping,
forming what
I think.
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I see
them,
clear as
day.
Smiling.
Laughing.
Crying.
Life etched
on their
being!
As they
were.
I see
them
as the
were,
so many
years ..
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The hands
spin.
Every day.
Day after
day they
spin.
Relentless.
Morning.
Noon.
Night.
Relentless.
Planet spins.
Relentlessly
it spins.
T..
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Immersed in
a medium.
As figures
in a painting.
Limited in
nature.
Rules
must be
followed.
Like an
aquarium
or a
terrarium.
Movement..
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It’s all
magic.
All
we know.
All we
think we
know,
all magic.
All knowledge,
magic.
Wand
raised,
spun
and it
began.
All t..
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I’m here!
I see me.
I hear me.
I’m here.
What’s here?
Where’s here?
Am I real?
What’s real?
Virtual universe.
P..
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Hairless
Ape.
Thinking
Ape.
Eons in the
making.
Struggling to
understand.
Understand its
place in things.
Understand how
It came to be.
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Left to right,
all in between
humanity
resides.
Narrow band
of reality.
Limited in
nature.
Controlled.
Programmed
in narrow
reality.
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Humanity is
infected.
Infected with
malice.
Infected with
hate.
Infected
with fear!
Infected with
Ideas of
difference.
Thoughts of
exclu..
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Misty visions.
Visions
of what
might
have been.
Foggy horizons,
futures
that will
never be.
Visions
of people
that might
have been,
tha..
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