Will.
Spirit
of force.
Power to
manipulate.
Move
pieces
on the
board.
Control.
Mental
vibrations.
Narrative
driven.
Influenc­e.
Shaping
civilization.
Battle
of wills.
Historically.
Humanity’s
course
directed,
set.
Forced.
Alexander
the Great.
Golden
orb of
influence.
Internally
generated.
Cosmically
gleaned.
Will,
soul
sponsored.
Stressed,
nature
of control.
Powerful
determination.
Unwavering,
resolve.
Mental
fortitude,
overwhelmi­ng.
How the
course of
natured is
derived.
Shear
force
of will.
Gift
of the
gods.

Two
trillion.
Four hundred
years back.
Earth was
thought
to be
the center
of the
universe.
One hundred
years back.
Some thought
the Milky Way,
one galaxy
was the
extent of
the universe.
Now.
Science
estimates.
Two trillion
galaxies.
Two hundred
billion trillion
stars.
Seven hundred
quintillion
planets
in the
observable
universe.
Potentially
many
trillion,
billion trillion,
quintillion
beyond
observable.
Conjecture,
potentially
infinite
universes
abound
in a
Superverse.
What’s the
point of
all this?
In a few
years, how
will A.I.
render
all this
quaint,
obsolete?
Humanity
can’t
fathom.
Imagination
run amok.
Entering
the twilight
zone.

Upend.
Change
on the
horizon.
What’s
to come,
off the
charts.
Millennia
in the
making.
Humanity,
civilization
evolves.
New ideas.
New concepts.
New inventions.
Conceived
absorbed.
Incorporated.
Foundation
inverted.
Complexity
morphing
at the
apex.
Expanding.
Top heavy.
Teetering.
Tumble
inevitable.
Toppling
the order
of things.
Recreated.
New era
unfolds.
Unlike
anything
seen
before.

Butterfly.
The way.
Essence
of existence,
reality.
Conscious
reality.
Knowing.
Aware.
Coming
int­o being.
Infinite
existence,
soul.
Wandering
place to
place.
Alight,
then
move on.
Butterfly
like.
Flitting
through
eternity.
No
connection
betw­een.
Save for
dreams.
Thread like
connection.
How
consciousness
embraces
endlessness.
True
nat­ure.
Each unique,
fresh.
Boredom
denied.
Everlasting
existence.
One life
at a
time.
New.
Fresh.
This
is the
way.

Gossamer.
Ghosts.
Wafting
in the
breeze.
Floating
in the
clouds.
Loose
within
the land.
Spirits,
souls
of the
past
still
plying
the
world.
Ripples
of the
past.
All souls
vibrate
energy,
long lost
solid form.
Yet essence
remains.
Ethereal
whispers.
Echos
in the
hills.
Winds
over the
oceans.
Twisters
on the
plains.
What was
still is.
Reflections
of what
used
to be.
Listen.
See.
Orbiting
still.
Origin.
Home.

Shadow
world.
Real
enough
yet
incomplete.
Shadow
inhabitants.
Shadow
minds.
Perfect­ly
designed
for shadow
life,
understanding.
Nothing more.
Limited.
Focused
on a
wall.
Stuck
to a
limited
realm.
All that
can be
understood
on that
wall.
Eternal
shadows
cascading
indefinitely.
Infinitely.
Slices
of the
whole.
All that
can be
known.
Slice after
slice
unique.
Yet,
disconnected.
Merely
shadows
on a
cave wall.
Limited.

Instant.
Addicted.
Heads
bowed.
Psyche
engaged.
Enthralled.
Captu­red!
Can’t
look away!
Fast and
furious
interface.
How ya
gonna
keep them
down
on the
farm?
Heads
bowed
to the
new god.
Info
worship.
Ever
speeding.
Ever
expanding.
Eyes
fixed,
add­icted.
Can’t
look away.
No going
back.
New
cathedral
technology.
Instant
gratification.
Communication.
Full speed
ahead.