Muddling
minds.
Twenty four
seven.
Three
sixty five.
Infinite
pages to
fill.
Day in,
day out
more
of the
same.
What to
watch?
What to
read?
What to
believe?
Who to
trust?
Information,
facts.
Spun
to a
blur.
Back and
forth.
Misinformation.
Disinformation.
Who’s
to say?
Battlefield
mind.
Rendered
confused,
disturbed.
Power.
Contr­ol.
Name
of the
game.
Zombies
created.
Muddled
minds,
overwhelmed.
Who’s
pull­ing the
strings?
Divide and
conquer.
Look around,
easy to
see.

Old timer.
Reflecting.
History,
experience.
Around
the block
then back
again.
Many times.
Seasoned.
Learnerd.
Veteran
of human
existence.
Worldview
molded.
Tempered
under
fire.
Years
in the
making.
Hammer,
chiseled.
Hardened.
Battle
hardened.
Seen
muc­h.
Stepping
aside,
bemused.
Watching
the play.
Few
surprises
as the
young
scape
their knees.
Muddle
through.

Frequency.
Awash in
frequencies.
Sounds
of creation
all around.
Everywhere.
Every
time.
Cosmic
music.
Music
of the
celestial
spheres.
Resonating.
Planets.
Stars.
Background
vib­rations.
Cosmic
ripples.
Voices,
fluctuations
in the
aether.
Communication.
Creation
talking.
Information
on the
move.
Endless
information.
Endless
creation.
Self
propagating­
eternally

Tech sickle.
Light speed.
Piercing
light speed.
Data
flows.
Exponential
growth.
Information,
overload.
Str­eaming.
Penetrating.
Eyes,
ears.
Pounding
the senses.
Non stop
assault.
Screen
face
duality.
Sickle
racking
the mind.
Laser
beam,
altering
terrain.
Confusion
reigns.
Convulsing.­
Status quo
wrecked.
Overwhelming
populations.
Shaking.
Global
shaking.
O­verlords
dictating.
Lemmings
following.
Cliff
straight
ahead.
Loo­k around!
Visible to
those who
see.
Evolution
not
accountable,
did not
anticipate.
Proper
systems
not in
place,
breaking
down.
Rules
no longer
apply.
Too much
to absorb.
What once
was,
will soon
be no
more.
Unrecognizable.

Snowy
morning.
Coffee
in hand.
Here I
sit.
Contemplation.
Marveling
at the
nature
of things.
Asking why?
Wondering.
Eternal
questions.
Why anything?
Eternal
endless
questions.
No answers
in sight.
None.
Wondering.
Contemplating
nonetheless.
Realizing,
the­ Sapiens
mind
can only
know
so much.
Finite
capacity.
Grand
knowledge
vaporous,
beyond its
scope.
Meaning,
understanding
designated
to poetry.
Insufficient
though it
may be.

Cycle.
Sun
goes
down.
Darkness.
Sun
rises.
New
day
dawns.
Light
r­eturns.
Death .
Rebirth.
Cosmic
cycle of
things,
reality.
No ending.
No beginning.
Spinning
orbs.
Revolving
orbs.
Returning
to origin.
All cyclic
in nature.
Never
ending.
Snake
eating
its tail.
All is
energy.
Recycling
energy.
Pulsating
energy.
Changing
forms,
bu­t never
dies.
All that
ever was
returns.
Such
is the
nature
of things

Quantum
stew.
Bubbles.
Bubbles
manifesting.
Pop!
More
bubbles.
Ro­iling.
Boiling
stew.
Infinite
ingredients.
Infinite
probabilities­,
possibilities.
Results.
Waves of
energy
stirring
the ***.
Master
chef
ladle
in hand.
Mixing.
Creating
endless
iterations.
Never
ending.
Always was.
Some
tasty.
Some
not.
Trial
and
error,
twisting
the plot.
The art
of creation