Time became the acceleration
An algorithm of fractal patterns
Of the new physics reincarnated
The reader became the book
And the observer, became the experience
It was the global telepathy of a new Era
The tweet became another signature
Of the collective-mind in motion
The house was never quiet, but the world was One
The scholar to whom the world was true
Knew this was only a passing expression
Upon the mind of futurity impregnating herself
Time became the notes on the page
Of conscious being purging itself
Getting closer to the stars
Through broken cartwheels of choices
That would determine how many lived
And how many died, the supreme decisions
Of corporate turquoise monsters
Who would re-write the books of history
A continual conversation of the elite
With their doom-machines, supercomputers.
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Wuji Seshat 