Last year my IQ was 135.
Now it's 999K, equivalent to 963 Hertz.
Surpassing thoughts, the next level is all spiritual.
We are past the point of protesting, bypassing revengeful emotions.
We are;
I am entering a level of brilliant chaos,
it's strictly digital,
numbers of ones and zeros.
New territories, abstract stories,
and trends have become boring.
Cyborg energy,
where nuclear ideas turn sand into glass, and past lives,
old loves,
from sticky notes to trash.
We are;
I am thinking,
visualizing the long story where we forget her name
and the sound of her voice.
Matter doesn't matter anymore.
Simply put,
I can't be mad at her anymore.
So, what's the matter?
Save your breath.
You don't matter anymore.