If A, then B. A. Thus, B.
Every step you take,
Is an additional word written
In the blank slate which
No eyes can see, even if they hoped to.
Each card you play,
Each time you say that
You walk only where your mind deems safe.
Free will, will solely.
Each picture you take,
Memories engraved in
Paper, hearts and digits
One Oh, One Oh, One.
One day you could,
You could change
The world, or what you’ve been.
Children’s eyes, treasures
Jewels and gold of the burdened
With the Universal punishment that all of us bear
As soon as we realize the cage we were locked in.
From life, life rises with the hope
That someday we will be freed,
We will be freed.
Will to be free, solely free.
Each word you have said,
And each word you haven’t,
Each smile you forgot to bring out
To enjoy the company of a friend
Could mean the end of the World,
Or the beginning of a new one.
Dimensions many, infinities endless.
It sometimes seems we don’t have a will,
Chaotic and Tenebrous Universes do.
Entities we cannot yet understand,
And we might never do.
Each time an existance is erased,
To give room to another,
Each time you breath,
All actions bear to new universes.
All actions lead to the anihillation of those that already exist.
All actions, part of a game,
Are we thus the Slaves of Everything
Serving as the uterus for all Matter and Energy?
Or are we the Masters of Nothing,
Forging our own paths as we lead on this eternal struggle?