Something about sitting down, eyes closed, not moving
The outside slows down and the inside opens up
It allows you to shed the pull of society’s hectic current
Letting you find a spot of calm that is at your core
Leaving you reenergized when you emerge from being…
Adrift in a sea of high emotions
No sunrise on the horizon to be found
Caution blew away with the high winds hours ago
Hearing the waves pounding on the rocks
Only thing he could safely do was ground himself against the current
Releasing the weight, he felt it plunge deep and hold, but for how long
Old dinosaurs liquefied into a thick fluid
It contains the lifeblood of the current civilization
Leaving behind a bitter carbon aftertaste.
Don’t you know you don’t own your soul?
Evidently, someone sold you a bridge located in Brooklyn
Everybody knows you just license your current user experience.
Didn’t you read the terms of service?