Hyper Society
Them belly full but we are hungry.
Hold that thought.
I’m talking about bigotry.
See, our hearts are tied to several commitments, known and unknown.
Half the time, scratch that, most or if not all the time,
we are buried a sight’s distance from our 4-inch grave.
Our minds head in, scrolling down an endless rabbit hole
Of a thousand timelines.
In the moment when time dissolves into a den of virtual lies, cries, and blue screen lives.
Living but ably dead to rights, because where is the privacy?
They scrape your character from beneath your nose.
You buy data, just so they can take your data
To auction for a fair price to those that will find what will consume you of the melatonin and fuel your brain receptors with dopamine,
Exploit your intellect like the white man did in the copper mines.
An era of enlightenment designed to keep you in the dark.
Imprinting characteristics of nocturnals and breaking the circadian rhythm.
Stripping you of any humanity and making you a part of the system.
An addiction that is almost as true as a superstition.
Because everyone is focused,
Sufferers are on a mission,
Prepping for the next wave of hashtags or whatever the next big thing is.
“What’s on your mind?”
I’m sitting in my seat, staring at this looking glass in a container of brass.
Seeing pictures of grass,
Building a solid relationship with this sliding glass hanging on a slippery slope.
“You know what they don’t tell you when you do something crazy?
It doesn’t seem crazy at the time.”
The 5.8-inch electronic box,
A coffin we all carry in our pockets.
A black hole filled with oxytocin reactors
Excavating the hypothalamus like nada más.
Our abandoned lives are hidden in endless covers of night with black skins and a face of light.
In the event that your mind is in a deep dive,
And the stories are rolling as fast.
Because now you found a pattern with contents of similar types,
Sugar-coating the eyesight.
Overjoyed with excitement because curiosity is ripe, and it’s the perfect hype.
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