Life is messy, full of stress too many tasks for this short game of chess. Must perform at any time while the tutor watches until he routinely chimes. He offers a journal always at hand a shadow eternal does more than demand. With ordinary sins long time gone a chapter begins while the metering goes on: The numbers role the numbers tell whether heaven gets a soul or just bittersweet hell. We’ve been good we’ve been bad there’s no space for could but we still don’t get mad. Flesh decayed to numbers minds are lost in space our future gets lumbered for today’s epic chase. Have you ever wondered, who is behind? These are humans that just defined. They welded together an object of hope created a tether made of digital dope. Their power is hidden inscribed deep inside questions forbidden unless it is tried. Putting their morals in a spotlight so bright reveals crusted corals inside their tutor’s bytes. Only through looking closely at them we overturn the hooking and become free wo/men. In the end, we’re the master steering the wheel making our ride faster or searching for the real.
ETA, November 2020