10.) I Have Come Full Circle

10.) I Have Come Full Circle

A Chapter by eatmills

Finish the story

The first wave

Came upon me like

Biological warfare

 

I was told

To embrace the system.

Algorithmic assimilation

Willingly

I was told

 

The measurement

Beyond the dimensional zones

Addition to liberation of the idea

 

Reading books

The words

Your new philosophy

Will protect us

From true realization

And the damnation

0f pretense emotions.

 

Become complacent of easy facades

The mind of the collective

Thought

Dismantling the equation would

Cascade

The evidence

We thought

Wrong

 

Got involved with the binary

 

Helped the ones and zeros

Fight it out

For the

The hexication.

Witchcraft technology

Will appease

The real state

The collective fate.

 

Perception denied

Who said it was real?

Who said it was moral?

Algorithmic

Emotion randomized

Algorithmic

Emotion rationalized

 

I have come

To the end

Surfed the choice of truth

I have become the ruse

Hid behind

Your numbered masks

There was

No emotion

And no detachment from

The algorithmic statement

I have not branched

Into the

Systematic

Syntax error

 

Stop

Have not read the textbook

I don’t know the story

 

Love and fear are past tense

We have created the greed

The underlying greed

 

Pure uncertainty

Making the choice

Pure eternity

Has no voice.

 

Are you ready for no love?

Love and logic

Don’t mix

Can’t commit to it

 

As the master system corrupts.



© 2012 eatmills


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