Those who found their state,
who support and analyze themselves
on a basis which is purely quantitative- have been misled.
Mere creatures thirsting over the cresting waves
of a vast, salt-laden mirage;
For what is absorbed through the senses,
and encoded into the mind’s intricately woven webs,
possesses a value greater than that which numbers can define.
This, is an attitude that is a stranger to the pathways
that lie beneath my skin.
Their eyes eternally cast upon the blooming beauty of those
who frolic in the meadows and streams of self-actualization.
Yet their hands are clenched to the frozen iron of barred windows.
Reifying the institution’s digitized human analysis
serves only to smother life and give birth to…
a being, a machine of sorts, but useless nonetheless.
Redefining your limits and expectations,
your sense of self, and your concept of reality
will crumble the walls of your prison, and release the truth that lies within.