I am the meta-ghost that has bled
wisdom between infinite zeros and clicks...
Surging vanilla kisses in empty spaces,
I shift order as to synchronize pulsating electrical waves,
imprinting them as grey matter and empathy.
Immune to all reason,
I am what is,
What was,
And what always will be.
Even though you cannot see me
or hear me,
touch me or taste me...
I'm there,
with you.
(To be continued...)
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