The Substrata of Everything
It's either Something or Nothing
In the existential void of modern life
I give you a gift of art
Don't let this scare you
When I tell you this gift
Is a currency
In the future we build now
The giving won't be a deal
Like"I give you something,
You have nothing to give
So you owe/own me until you
Come up with your gift"
People will pray to the
god of Mechanical Idealism
And not expect there prayers
To be answered with
Objects of Desire
Security
Harmony and Peace
The Fetish of Freedom
Their prayers will
Be only answered
With No-Thing
What does it look like
Being happy for not Reason?
The Mad Man Stands in the
Middle of the Road and Laughs
How do we model consciousness
Into an Artifact?
Is it called Love?
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