fading.............t       railing

skimming lobster-like to eterni   t y

Somewhere without seasons 

a land free of horus rising

leaving the realm of information where

light stores the code of our becoming 

 

we are connected by strings 

unseen by most                 those that do

go insane                              get rich 

our brains have been hacked for awhile now but it 

matters not the great majestic prince in the sky is

in on it                                   so it seems

 

but there is only one King and He

died two thousand years ago

for us t o live