I see where your getting to…..
When we all click in like golden state?
And you and your team were the motorcade?
Grinning Parasite and the host,
clasp the Glass, command a toast.
While the multiverse dangles Our string…
joyous mutilations continue the Spring.
Bounded; so we head for the Coast,
In full pursuit of John Titor's ghost.
Mere fiber-optic ruminations and worse,
Salient failures, but still hunters for the Source.
And so the Fighting endures for the crumbs,
Ballparks, oligarchs, brownstones and slums.
Open spaces blanketed by spectacle & infanticide -
crafted by the Hand, quantitated & calcified.
When the time is nigh to ride & cannot wait,
And barbarians are lining up at the gate.
Just remember we're going full throttle,
on the Everett-Wheeler Model.
Back to the source code.
The avatar.
Herding cats?
As in the middle?
Or deeper meanings?
So many questions but I already have the answers.
So many codes but I already have the protocol.
My only attachment: what happens after?
What's beyond the processor?
What's outside the box?
Are we?
In me?
Or in we?
It we?
Or u we?
Look I've already tried the suicide thing and ended up in this shit show.
So why am I or you doing this..
What's my incentive to not just full cypher on this.
The steak tastes good if I think it exists?
What's the endgame here?
I'm not worried but also what the fuck is the deal?
I mean, what is the result,
Is it like that episode of black mirror where the characters in the game break out through a white hole into the core framework of the "game"?
Why else would I be An architect if I didn't care for the framework?
To build a new one?
I'm already to late according to someone….
Strangely you can according to T.