While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die.
~ Leonardo da Vinci
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Exhilaration is even for doom, a spark
the future that doth royally intoxicate
Bard to diviner brand
Innocence to outcry of, technology
The Soul achieves
it’s mirth with drinks, visitors
The bright experience for which
there is no duplicate, no copy
‘Tis a brief holiday to love this world
this existence of tragic surprise
Ample ruin, unjust malignancy
When health is but a dream
And we exhale in offspring
who shall create and visit their own doom
Forever is composed of little nows
No real latitude called home
Just algorithms of change
Remove the dates, time dissolves memory
Without debate, I shall give over
My life to computers and virtual currencies
Until we are but a symbol
of a place and time, that no longer
Can exist, that day ignorance will steal
Triumph of the birds and human victories.