Led between worlds
from where we once came
Lines of separation in our DNA
Multiple choice from limited modes
Strings are attached as you interact
with who we will match
Theoretical simulation code
Life becomes death and onto the next
All we leave is this game

⠱⠊⠞⠑⠀⠛⠕⠇⠙⠀⠗⠑⠎⠕⠝⠁⠞⠑⠎⠀
⠔⠀⠮⠀⠓⠑⠜⠞⠠⠴⠎⠀⠷⠀⠮⠀⠙⠊⠁⠍⠕⠝⠙⠨⠎
⠉⠷⠋⠔⠎⠀⠙⠑⠉⠕⠗⠁⠞⠫⠀
⠾⠀­⠧⠁⠇⠕⠗⠂⠀⠝⠀⠉⠕⠝⠞⠑⠍⠏⠞⠀
⠁⠞⠀⠙⠁⠺⠝⠀⠮⠀⠃⠇⠁⠉⠅⠀⠏⠜⠁⠙⠑⠀⠃⠑⠛⠔⠎⠀
⠩⠪⠻⠀⠷⠀⠗⠫⠀⠗⠁⠔⠀
⠮⠀⠱­⠊⠞⠑⠀⠍⠕⠕⠝⠀
⠯⠀⠃⠇⠁⠉⠅⠀⠎⠊⠑⠛⠑
⠉⠕⠝⠧⠻⠛⠑⠀
⠁⠇⠇⠀⠿⠀⠁⠀⠏⠑⠜⠇⠀
⠋⠁⠊⠹⠀⠕⠧⠻⠀⠙⠊⠁⠍⠕⠝⠙⠎⠀­

Do I dive to the ocean floor
or seek the edge of the world?
And will this heart of gold
sink or float?
I tell myself
with my blood as my ink,
I have my soul to keep;
now I’m at the tip of the quill
but the slate’s wiped clean.
When there’s nothing left
but the other side,
is there nothing else to do
but go there?