I've got to release this anger I have towards the past,
It envelops me in a negative ion cast,
Try as I might to ignore that frequency,
It has at its disposal my innermost secrecy,
It pokes and prods scanning for vulnerabilities,
Working its way inside controlling all sensibilities,
My only defence is the Peter Pan strategy,
Happy thoughts soon overtake my tragedy,
I find it amusing a spirit can be at war all alone,
Conflicted over its past inside the present zone,
This is the endless loop that starts over each new day,
Thanks to our head matrix programmer at play,
Where's my oracle? Where's my red pill?
I feel this monotony was designed to kill?
Well I'm still alive bearing tears of frustration,
Salt increases conductivity tuning Akashic station,
The grid takes notice of my altruistic vibe,
And big brother takes a breath and decides to imbibe,
Diverting energy to me from the network almighty,
My covenant ensuring I won't create evil or science unsightly.
Farls Tokley
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