Mind chasing eyes across a page
Thoughtless space arising
Distracting from embodiment
Where shadow and light play.
A blanket of futility
Descending
Like smog over a city
Bewitching one into a false matrix
Designed to steal you
All of you. Soul too.
Don’t go there
Transhumanism is not for you.
Run like the wind
Into the arms of your heart
Securing your souls destiny
Source: All That Is
Photo Credit: k.bell
New Earth Walking 