is no beginning or end.
We are from nowhere.
Nothing is
nonsense (in our minds).
Zeros and ones
fly through the sky
in a never ending
cascade of patterns
that human eyes translate
into blue. It is true
that one day the
code will be rewritten.
But there is no
beginning or
Sunday, March 8, 2009
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this is the first time I have written a poem in less than 10 minutes for almost a year. automatic writing, its just so much fun. I have no idea what it means, but than again, I know exactly what it means.
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