All matter in the Universe exists within a vacuum.
Surrounded by Billions of stars, yet we are alone.
I am alone.
We are told the sky is the limit
But we have been to the moon
Plan to go Further
limited by imagination.
Cornered in the alley way of thought
Can’t hold on
Turning and Turning.
Shut off from the world
I find myself
Tied to a computer
My essence evaporates.
It surrounds me, it has become me, and without it I will no longer exist.
Hundreds of friends, surround me
My identity slips away
A collected Consciousness.
In silence they sit, meditating on life and absorbing Tranquility.
By the year 2037 humanity has stripped the system Sol.
Minerals and energy
Earth ripped apart, all that was left, War
Mars, 3 billion sub-humans
Sits, dark red with the blood of the fallen.
Hands need to be cleansed.
It exists in my matrix,
That Humanity began in Central Africa,
But where did they die
Where did we die
Where did I die?
The Knowledge does not exist.
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