Of bitten tongues,
And stifled dreams.
These Lost highways ,
Leading to dark matter.
Cogs are we, nameless cognomen.
Gods? Monsters? Mice of Men?
Just a means to the universe's end.
No words can ever truly explain
Any name, of this animal, that is man.
A mirror to the stars,
Surrounded by infinite dark.
Yet the sun of life forever shines,
Down the depths of our dark collective mind.
Down, deep underneath eternity.
We will only find the answer here.
At the end of human history
Or our own lives
Will we see between the lines
To the lines between, connecting things.
From you to me, from me to sea.
The moon to tree and tree to heart.
Connected by beats
and all the possibilities-
Man has invented,
a endless combination of hieroglyphs,
rationalizations, and scientific quotations; proven or disproven
By the next, generation..
Or by the last Man.
He and We are but chimera!
Head of lion, fangs of snake.
Arms of bear and legs too late.
For we can never, outrun our fate.
To self implode on the ego
To trade the soul for synthetic handholds.
Though this be natural progress..
One thing comes and another regressed.
For the universe itself is growing out
While dieing in.
Just like us
So Farewell humanity
Fare the well fare the well
You've had a good run
But something else
We may become
Or return to.
Fare the well.