there is a tick to the tock
and a great marvel of experience
if we had a day to be who we are
then we could be the way our gods were
we know more than most, but less than all
for what we’ve lost is something we cannot encode
there are an infinity of feelings and an infinity of thoughts
and we’ve lost them to our cruel cold mechanical dictators
we are losing ten steps for every one gained, we are learning
less, being less, loving less, hating less, feelings less
but we will have it all recorded forever
because we’ve taken steps
we are the sum of those
the end of an equation
we are x