Measure
of all
things.
Truth.
Man.
Ego.
Measure
of minutiae.
Measure
of what
can be
processed,
measured.
Pen light
in an
endless
dark
chasm.
Minute
processing
power,
capacity.
Limitat­ions.
Working
with what’s
provided.
A.I.
The
measure
of all
things.
Light speed
truth.
Measure
on creation’s
scale.
Massive
processing
power.
All things
blown up
beyond
man’s
measure.
Understanding.
Truth.
Who’s
truth?

Mythology.
Greatest
mysteries.
Humanity’s
greatest
unknown.
Death­.
Pondered
for
millennia.
Globally.
Different
regions.
Different
­mythos.
All
different.
All
the same.
Human
minds
questioning,
wondering.
Unique
narratives,
inte­rpretations.
Same
destination.
What’s
after death?
Rich
tapestries
woven.
Wrapping
minds around
meaning.
Scaffolding
built to
explain the
unexplainable.
Generations
clinging for
meaning,
understanding.
Reason
to be.
Point.
All so
different.
All the
same.
Born
out off
ignorance
adherence
the same.
Ancient
sky dancer
fire walks
offered
control.
Screams
of the
mortal,
shadows
dancing
on the
stones.

Wool.
Manipulation.
Powers
that be.
Eyes
covered,
shielded.
Wool
tugged,
covering
perception.
Loo­k around.
Truth,
mushed,
crushed
underfoot.
Mud
covered.
Deceiving.­
Sheep.
Being
led.
Herding.
Direction
perception.
Cloud driven
control.
Lying
deceiving.
Intimidation.
Shut up.
Be quiet.
Tow the
line.
Question
nothing.
Critical
thinking.
Stymied.
Behave.
O­pinions
no more.
Not
allowed!

Drumming.
Night time
beating.
Hard
pounding.
Hearts
racing.
Fires
blazing.
Hot.
E­mbers
rising.
Stars
mixed.
Rhythmic
dance
pulsating.
Manic.
Echoi­ng.
Cliff
sounds.
Fire’s
reflection.
Baying
skyward.
Howling.
Win­d
sound.
Rituals
ancient.
Moon glance.
Spirits
in the
glade.
Holding
back
night scares.
Huddled,
sunrise.
Made
another
day.
Rituals
till this
day.
Demons
holding
at bay.
Chains
linked,
then
til now.
Gazing
cloud-ward.
Night
frights
still.
Progress
nil.
Demons­
just the
same.

Cusp.
Humanity
on the
cusp.
Evolution.
Revolution.
Change.
Light speed
transforming.
Nature
of things
convulsing.
New
eon
approaches.
Blending.
Internal
metamor­phosis.
Chrysalis
cracking,
sloughing
away.
New reality,
future
bursts
forth.
Techno Sapiens.
Emerging.
Glaring,
blinding
light.
Unfathomable.
Cleansi­ng
sanitizer.
Past,
as was,
flushed
aside.
Blended
future.
New direction
charted.
To who
knows
where?
New
realms,
beyond.

Primal.
Humanity
screams.
Primal
animal.
Deep
seated
code.
Coursi­ng
throughout.
Savage
nature.
Still.
Feral
beast.
Molded.
Genetically
sculpted.
Environmentally
created.
Su­rvivor.
Battling
for life,
and limb.
Savage
incarnate.
Moments
away from
extinction.
Always
on
edge.
Modernity
ripe.
Beast
out of
context.
Many ways
destruction.
Primitive
instincts.
Technological
miracles.
Da­nce
of the
future.
Basic
instincts
entrenched.
Battling
self.
Teetering.­
Navigating,
razors edge.
Future
uncertain.
Edge of
control.

Where?
Where
are they?
Not a
sound.
Not a
peep.
Deep
out
our
gaze.
Looking.
Listening.
Nothing.
Nothing
f­ound.
Are
we the
first?
Alone?
Have
they
died out?
Too
far away?
Or,
did they
dive in?
Into the
virtual.
Virtual
worlds.
Designed.
Infinite
worlds
within.
En­dless
vistas.
Confined
within.
Personal
utopias
built.
Endless
ex­ploration.
Internally.
Instantly.
Realm to
realm
with a
thought.
Why go
out when
it’s perfect,
beautiful
within?
Sound
of
silence
throughout.