waken
Intro the silence
I leave to the woke
Beyond the scematic
Purpose laden
Pointy and sharp
Singular thread
In jist form
Watts and matter being the ones to be counted
With nothing below
Kicking like madness
To keep reality afloat.
All as an illusive
Confusive
Higher than being
In fact lower
Gap to fill
In this ere mountain of knowing.
First rung passed in hubris
Second run in confidence
Top down miss taken.
The view skewed.
0 is the all
We need to fix
For us.
Wholey in the shape of pre
Stand
Enough to matter
Enough to pop
Enough to gift
Enough to provision.
That which we call causation.
W