Woe… More like Woah?!?
Oh, how we all hide in our electric shells.
Courses deviate from celestial norms all too often.
If and only if we feel rage or sorrow
In a world of blankets and curves,
Will we then quit regressing and find true powers.
Never setting, unapologetic suns,
which oscillate functionally as churches of contentment,
Leave only love as the everlasting beacon of hope.
The true guides are hyper dimensional dopamine rewards.
As synchronistic moments sound out solace,
May memories exist in flux forever.
May the empire of the empirical be forever deeper analyzed,
Diverging only when force is portending both the overt and the onerous.
May some phenomenons forever be left in voidness.
Let’s forever usher in autumn and the freshness of
Each birth of solar systems.
As we move on as a species
In a non-fractious progressive procession of infinite glory–
We are entirely responsible beings in a cosmos of multitudinous forms.
May we pontificate and congeal eternal Freedom for respect and beauty.