in our self reflective mirror
the universe seems mathematical
as what shoes our minds wear
to walk upon the earth
and be distantly part of it,
mostly by observation
rather than presence.
what is the beauty of being virtual
living amongst stimulated minds
in simulated ways of means?
why can’t we want
a language of origin
instead of a language of discovery
as a substitute for a language of means?
I guess I wanted cognition
to serve me and not lead.
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