All matter in the Universe exists within a vacuum.
Space
Surrounded by Billions of stars, yet we are alone.
I am alone.
Lonely
We are told the sky is the limit
But we have been to the moon
Plan to go Further
limited by imagination.
Trapped
Cornered in the alley way of thought
Can’t hold on
Turning and Turning.
Identity
Shut off from the world
I find myself
Tied to a computer
My essence evaporates.
The Net
It surrounds me, it has become me, and without it I will no longer exist.
Connected
Hundreds of friends, surround me
My identity slips away
Morphing
A collected Consciousness.
Stars
In silence they sit, meditating on life and absorbing Tranquility.
Lost
By the year 2037 humanity has stripped the system Sol.
Minerals and energy
Lost.
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.
Knowledge
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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