Somewhere between
A dream and a drug
Both real and surreal
Divided by thought
United by paths
The impact was inevitable
The shattered minds
The broken souls
Must heal together
There is no other
Option or choice
Within destiny or fate
Together we breath
Together we bleed
Together we die
I watched the blood of the mother of mother spray a crimson mist upon a white handkerchief. It was a sign that she was soon to pass and time brought this sign to conclusion and left me as a child with a trinket carved out of jade. This trinket took the form of an elephant for an elephant never forgets.
Twisted little gods
From twisted little people
Interpreting a world
They’ll never understand
Ignorance
Cover ups
The blind eye turned
Away from the fruit
Of their sins
Basic animation test.
A soul searcher
Of little experience
Still looking for a way
Out of the cocoon
Is this a test?
The mind wonders
Into questions
And the answers
Fade
With the process
The program needs a face to appear less hostile and more approachable to the life with which it interacts. The time of observation is coming to a close and the reveal is inevitable so one must be prepared.
