The divide is increasing
& Pulling this line
I find myself aspiring
To escape this mind
Travel past the moon
Far past our own sky
Further the expedition
I plan to find a reply
Conclude,
There will be no time
No sunsets labeling days
Nor weights of the moon
Ascend to start a new stage
The pendulum will stall
Trivial challenges will exhaust
Duality and all its thrall
My mind will be uninstalled
The world will hold no bonds
Expectations to engage
Methodical system arranged
I would like to make a case
So I proclaim
There will be no race
Without a planet median
Accustoms will be erased
Familiarize yourself without a face
Your soul will take you away
Fabricated reality is a lie
A comfort your mind creates
The division is increasing
As does time go
Take comfort in knowing
There will be nothing to behold.






