Vessels defining the life we perceive,
Creators designing the ideas we believe,
Starvation moulding language we speak,
Narrators guiding the goals we seek,
Yet limited to live in a reality tunnel,
Unless we transcend the end of the funnel.
The journey beyond the scope of experiences,
The unison with the infinite to be the experiencers,
The collision of fractals supposed to be admired,
The collation of dreams waiting to be inspired,
But first we must connect, before we can know,
First we must observe, before we can grow.
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