An army of non-believers form
A dogmatic wall of resistance
Fortified with an aversion
To include outlying data
Whereas I speech-act
And what of the exceptions
Those finding themselves
In their highest-energy states
Waveforms out on a limb
Defending the light brigade
Ripping up the streets
Emergent like spacetime
Collapsing continuously
Wild raptures of emotion
Microscopic phenomona
A universal understanding
But all of that aside
A summit remains
Lodged in the clouds
Of our good intentions
A system before its age
Bubbles reality around us
Transforming interactions
Broadening our horizons
Room to avoid collision
Interruption to momentum
Counter-productive resonance
Confusing the effervescence
Rates increase exponentially
Rendering analysis futile
Constants change constantly
And matter becomes waves
Either we know what is
Or we know what isn’t
Like cake on your butter
There’s money to be had
Even the past slips away
Leaving us über stranded
Counting horses arriving
Fast and with consequence
Maybe it’s emergent chaos
Struggling to form a cloud
Large enough to lift off
Taking enlightened souls
Away from ground level
Rising to be plucked
Brought down to Earth
Browbeaten, tapping out
Counting failed attempts
Littering our shared mind
Ridiculed, assassinated
Generally ignored.
But why would they
Sacrifice themselves
Unable to harness power
Wield it openly in public
Touting their transparency
So truthful yet so trapped
Another challenge ahead
A heavy duty assumption
Work to narrow the spread.
The helm is empty
We did our job
Spacetime to clock off
Probability of change
From equations emergent
Explains sweet nothing
What’s to complain about
If our processes extend
With every passing day
Count myriad failed attempts
To impregnate aspiring mums
Distracted from the task
Magnetised by the webnet
Morals unravelling slyly
Along with ascendant plans
We delegate difficulty
So as to find our love
With whomsoever comes
On time in their underwear
We sneak a peek at fancy
Before crunching qubits
Then the flash strikes
Lighting the higher senses
Marking stage mutation
Regretting now having lost
Straying wide from the path
And acting without thought
Now they can switch off
Relinquish action, observe
We got what we wanted
Leave those who in control
Empty vessels’ ballast
Dislocate rudders freely
It remains early post-scam
The mindbody is still high
Believing it can’t believe it
Cue a pressurisation device
To blow these shackles off
Bring to a halt the impulses
Just the spacetime it takes
To liberate another whimper
Take an axe to the hoax
The next event looms
It’s a when-where program
And a fresh install, reboot
Here’s to our other lives
All beginning right now
Trade them off why not
villemél 
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