Whims too

Whims too

Two more threats to come
Broad lines of association
Contributing to understanding
Of the manipulation of facts

Explanations to mysteries
Revealed as coverings up
And then, worst of all,
Reaching into the past

Changing yet more facts
In an instant, why not, and
Foreseeably irreversible
I.e., lies in the past

No wonder we’re tense
Pointing to today
Illuminating possibilities
Ignorant of the future

And the changes it will bring
To our mental states
As the grip tightens
And entropy guts our lives

Reciprocally we tribalise
Incarcerate Prometheus
Hoard data defensively
Encrypt our intentions

Know the ledge

Know the ledge

Live infinite deaths in the mind
Perpetuate exploring broadly
Understand the wits expanding
Sear every new connection

As and when mulling the endless
Deconstruct limiting ideas
Abandon words of bounds
Disinherit myopic views

With the ballast shed
The brain reprograms
Gains novel awareness
Develops capacities

Nonchalance hardens
Neuro-scalpels sharpen
Trauma is debrided
Rebirth visits curiosity

With skepticism renovated
One indulges in challenges
Sets about resolving solitude
Relativises one’s ambitions

Regrets indulgent disdain
Observes others reciprocally
Evades the wretched vanity
That pervades the airwaves

Of stochastic park walks
Edging the fringes of society
Determining self-importance
Bordering on croneyism

Fueling cynicism
Propelling straw men
Into deterministic tunnels
To be encased in collagen