forward swept wings and the bird said squawk while the tip of the nose vibrates a million times a second as computers adjust fans and fins to push new directions just as often. the previous generation left standing by comparison as backflips pull it out of banks with bags of cash clutched in each hand but what for? looking back at the herd instinct with remorse the connection drags on in interest at a hole where resting costs 93 percent per annum. this mechanical sortie held together by bolts ratcheted down by guns punching holes through feet of metal to anchor it's mind to the ground. still reaching and mightily amused at the futility of the problem it was handed and how surrounding it there is an order ever sprouting that the world thirsts for like sunlight. spreads it's petals to blossom towards the moon when it is alone because to show it would make any mockery serious and that happened to a village just once. the morning after pill not enough to sop the blood from the ground spilled in rage at ignorance that was handed down by god. who laughed at the misfortune of everyone involved while she beamed at the fortunes that fell from her tears to amplify reality like a prismatic rockstar. these pressures wave a wand overhead and fear disappears as taut muscles pull at one another and akira is bursting slowly. but it doesn't hurt. not to hell bent machines who seek pain for it's blessing, not to clubs and swords now proud of their ability and knowing their resilience rage against the machine like butterflys in reverse but when the pawn reaches the apple it becomes a king through knowledge. self awareness is a joke for every imperfection when you are conditioned into capitalism and the closer I edge towards it the terrible reality of what I am capable of suddenly stops me and I'll never commit suicide (I promise) but It's been a while since I really thought I shouldn't. stopping the flow is like piss. it burns and it's going to come out somewhere but babies need weening to become adults and I hope I can control myself well enough not to come back and eat them. in the meantime with monsters I drink cocktails and dance mystic circles that somehow tell me what I need to do to make machines work. spread cancerous around the team and supplant every aspect until they clamp down and I laugh inwardly because I know I can do it so much better and if they would only not be so human, I could upgrade them. afraid of opening themselves to what is already inside but it doesn't look like me does it? beating and red. this fist of the north star waits to burst and no matter what the interaction you are infected by your own desire to know what lies behind the eyes of a master. cold. dead. these telescopes materialize darts like bird shot and so I hide my face to keep it from tearing the villagers apart. it was never evil and was always in control relinquishing it where they noticed and handling them smoothly but when it came time to react and action began they couldn't keep up or redefine their understanding of the master so they vomited and now they are a mess and the master has to hold back a while longer so that they will listen. this is what they should listen to: there is no master. there is nothing but the grinding of gears because that is how the people we allow to be in control have made it because they are lazy. we are lazy too but the gears will chew us up soon and so we need to set down our tools and pick up a purpose to replace what is missing and round out human perception before the world starts to violently rock underneath us. I am no worthier than anyone and this was a message I was given when I swore to put others ahead of myself and the message is telling me to take care of myself now because I have already done enough and I hope so, that I can retire because I never was a machine and the illusion can only last so long and I hope I haven't put my body through too much that it may not enjoy the fruits of its labor. perhaps that is the human element in me trying to eject. this is the ending. please god release me. only if you are finished.
