I see an ancient forest in what I used to call home.
The meek did not inherit the earth.
Technology has cursed and blessed us all.
I fly through humid canopies.
Poverty has ended the gap I knew
Simple suicide machines yet energy and food for all.
The Sun has once again taken it proper place.
Energy, life giver and once again God Almighty
No longer humanized to benefit the young.
Not worshipped, but revered along with the Earth.
Diseased no longer the Earth is healed.
Nothing is wasted. It is Eden again.
Humans have evolved and not like I imaged.
Better, Stronger both physically and mentally.
Communication through thoughts
Floating buildings, unbelievable beauty.
Yet something is unnerving me
and I don’t know what it is I believe.
They need me because I am pure flesh.
Yet I am not even here.
I am in Room 181
I am... I am........connected.......
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