The station.
Experience
begins.
Enter
the soul.
Corporeal
entrapment.
Strapped
in for the
ride.
Moving
out.
Leaving
the station.
Pathway,
destination
unknown.
Journey
begins.
Slowly then
speeding.
Hairpin
turns
steep
heart
pounding
drops.
Whipsawe­d
again and
again.
Buffeted.
Hammer
and anvil.
Vice grip
holding
pounding
away.
To and
fro.
The journey
continues.
Unrelenting
change.
Molded
soul
suffering
thro­ugh.
Station
approaches.
Ride
nearly
done.
Reflecting.
Battered
a­nd bruised.
Soul
disengages.
Stepping
away.
Wiser
for the
journey.
Moving on.
Next ride
awaits.
Once more
strapping
in.

Contemplation.
See.
What’s
seen.
What’s
real?
Acceptance.
All
tha­t is.
What
appears
to be.
What’s
been
told.
Going
through
the motions.
Zombie
land.
Mindless
following.
Questions.
So many
questions.
Asking
none.
Few.
Everything’s
questionable.
Peer­ing
in.
Looking
around,
under.
Accept
nothing.
Facade.
Faint
view­
shadows
of deeper
meaning.
Underlining
texture.
Dimensions.
Dig
deeper.
Life­.
Contemplation
required!

Shimmering.
Echos
from
origin.
Energy
unfolding,
spreading.
Rippl­es
flowing,
creating.
Fields
of
potential,
probability.
Mathemati­cally.
All things
possible.
Quantum
fields
of
uncertainty.
Welling
up.
Energ­y
converted.
Matter.
Visible
manifestation
of creation.
Field generated.
Baked in.
Designed.
All from
nothing.
So perceived.
Complexity
beyond
comprehension.
Formulations
yet
unde­rstood.
Such
is the
nature of
things.

Emerging.
Becoming.
Something
different.
Chrysalis
cracking.
Emer­gent.
Something
new.
Different.
Baked in.
DNA
designed.
Always
meant
to be.
New
existence.
Part
of the
plan,
blueprint.
Humanity.
Sloughing
off.
Leaving
behind.
Ser­ved it
purposes.
Memories
faded.
Gone.
New
future
requires
none.
New
­reality.
Different.
So very
different.

Life.
An
innocent
born.
Unknown
perils
await.
Life
long
path
of
t­rials,
pain,
suffering.
Many
stumble.
Many
fall,
fail.
Fail
to get
up.
Helping
hand
extended,
few
to be
found.
Short
run.
Game
over.
Much to
overcome.
Ladders
to climb.
Success.
No
guarantee.
Obstacles
abound.
Dog eat
dog.
Pushed
down
stepped
over,
on.
Tough
enough
as is.
Sickness
suffering.
Cold.
Selfish,
self serving.
Ruling
the waves.
Kindness
in short
supply.
Meanness
in abundance.
Life.
What
a different
experience
for all,
if the
guiding
light of
kindness
shown
the way.

Nevermore.
Behind.
Turn
around.
Look
behind.
Mysteries.
Fuzzy
pat­h of
what was.
Vaporizing.
Ghosts
along
the path.
Shimmering.
Spirts
of the
never was.
Could
have been.
Infinite
realms
left
behind,
unexplored.
Experience
lost.
T­housands
never met,
never
known.
Avenues
never
trod.
Sad really.
What a
shame.
All the
could
have
beens.
Carelessly
passed,
ignored.
Brushing
past
h­urriedly.
Rushing.
Pushing
through
reflecting,
wondering
what may
have
been?
Should
have
been?
Gone.
All,
just a
mist
lost
in the
nevermore.

Inhabit.
Existence.
World
understanding.
Observed.
Self
created.
­Man made.
Narrow
perspective.
Sculpting
with
tools
provided.
Self
lim­iting.
Creation
as understood.
Human
mind.
Finite
mind.
What
can be
grasped,
conceived,
understood.
Human
CPU.
Capabilities
in a
small
box.
Limited
outreach,
comprehension.
World
envisioned,
e­xpressed,
created
as such.
What’s
seen
is all
that can
be seen.
Invisible.
Can’t
know
what can’t
be known.
Impossible!
Hardware
humble.
Software
primitive.
Unsophist­icated.
Limiting
creations
shape,
understanding.
Existence
in a
mind
encased
bounded
realm.