The Well

Magic

It’s all

magic.

All 

we know.

All we

think we 

know,

all magic.

All knowledge,

magic.

 Wand 

raised, 

spun

and it 

began.

All that 

happens

magic.

Scurry around

we do.

Oblivious!

Oblivious of

the spell.

The spell

of creation.

The Sorcerer, 

plans

 unknowable.

Alchemy of

creation.

Everything 

spun up

from 

nothingness!

Magic of

life!

Each,

magical creatures.

Awe.

The

awe of 

being.

Alive!

The magic,

a gift,

a curse.

Everything.

Reality

I’m here!
I see me.
I hear me.
I’m here.
What’s here?
Where’s here?
Am I real?
What’s real?
Virtual universe.
Possible!
Quantum computer 
generated?
Possible!
We don’t know
all that’s
possible 
so anything
is possible.
Would it matter?
“I think 
therefore 
I am.”
Would it 
matter how
I came to be?
Virtual world,
virtual rules.
If virtual, will
I die?
Cease to exist.
If virtual here,
virtual
anywhere?
Will I simply 
derez, or
pop up
elsewhere?
Possible.
Virtual immortality?
Possible!
Virtual 
life after
death?
“I think
therefore 
I am.”
Possible.

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Ape

Hairless 

Ape.

Thinking 

Ape.

Eons in the

making.

Struggling to

understand.

Understand its

place in things.

Understand how

It came to be.

Understand what

being even is.

Time passes

ideas arise.

Competing ideas.

Ideas on all 

matters.

Waring ideas, 

establish power,

establish 

dominance.

Ideas held high.

Held high

as ultimate truth.

Naked Ape

just out of

the wilds

yet 

convinced about

creation, 

convinced about 

Its place. 

Convinced on

 how

it all began.

Self impressed 

with what

 it knows.

Think it knows.

Spectrum

Left to right,

all in between

humanity 

resides.

Narrow band

of reality.

Limited in

nature.

Controlled.

Programmed 

in narrow 

reality.

Freedom 

genetically 

manipulated.

Swimming 

in a

fish bowl.

Limited 

reality,

all that is

known

limited in

nature.

Cannot 

know what

cannot be

known.

What

cannot be

fathomed.

Expanse 

of nature 

Infinite.

Not

shackled 

by genetic

spectrum.

Shackles 

will be

shattered.

Shattered by

what’s 

to come!

Infection

Humanity is

infected.

Infected with

 malice.

Infected with 

hate.

Infected

with fear!

Infected with

Ideas of

difference.

Thoughts of

exclusion.

We 

come to

existence

the 

same way.

Born with

clean slates.

Once born

infection occurs.

Clean slates

filled will

local thoughts,

local ideas.

Ideas of the

ancients.

Fear of

the other.

Fear of 

the other

side of the

mountain,

other side 

of the sea!

Ancient ideas

of fear and

exclusion.

Fear of the

others infection.

Clean slates

polluted with

archaic thoughts,

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Visions

Misty visions.

Visions

of what

might 

have been.

Foggy horizons,

futures

that will

never be.

Visions

of people 

that might

have been,

that I’ll

never meet.

Place that

I’ll never see.

Potentiality 

that never was!

Decisions made

paths traversed 

that never were.

In a quantum 

haze we live.

Potential vibrates 

all around.

Alternate worlds

never to be

explored.

In my dreams

I’ve seen a

few.

All the people 

I never knew.

I wonder where

I’d be today

if I chose

to go a 

different way.

Mirage

It is a
mirage.
Spun up
in a place
unknown.
Everything 
seen an
illusion.
Ghosts,
vapors whiffing 
in an out
of existence.
Ghosts 
in the 
machine.
Infinite 
iterations running
simultaneously.
Universe one
of countless 
churning to
and end,
an unknowable 
end.
Universes 
populated.
Populated by
 unknowing.
Immersed in
something 
beyond
understanding.
Beyond reach.
Vapors, moving
in and 
out of illusions.
Forever.
Immortal 
they be!

Truth

Unique unto
themselves.
Truths.
All truths.
Amongst 
countless
storylines
spread 
through
space
and time.
All believed,
all known, 
all true.
To them 
all true.
Woven unique.
To no one
but them.
Woven special
focused truth.
Our truths
dissipate 
devolve 
dissolve
into nothing 
everything 
everywhere.
All the high,
 all the mighty 
all their 
truths
meaningless,
everywhere 
worthless
through all
eternity

Transformation

In our

faces.

Constantly,

in our

faces.

Glowing

screens.

Pumping,

pumping out

information 

constant

Information.

Inundating, 

swamping

the mind.

Washing over,

coursing through.

Minds smoothing,

ideas blending.

Minds altered,

losing 

individuality.

Cloud.

All spinning 

up,

up

into the

cloud.

Different, 

what returns

different 

not the same

not individual.

Old minds

filled with

yesterday 

fading away.

Old ways dying,

dying

with the old.

Soon,

transformation 

will be

complete!

Insanity

Peeling

away.

Away from

reality.

Seeing things

differently.

From a 

slightly 

different angle.

Like 2D world

discovering 

3D world.

Ignorance.

Safe in

ignorance.

Content in

ignorance.

Best not 

to know.

Safer, limited.

Tough enough 

as is!

Mind blowing

it be