January 8, 2020

Rabbit Hole

The fractalized mind, sent to search,
seeking a tiny pleasurable pop in the neural network.

We begin our journey in earnest,
a brief visit to an old friend.
Then reality interrupts.

Plan for the future, hope to find that THING. The inexpressible, always beguiling, driving force that moves our existence.

Then with a tech pull,
into a world of a billion cables,
we dive into unlimited knowledge.

Perhaps this is the Apple iOS that tempted the Night and confused the Atom.