Out of plato's cave, via the astral interface, linking into a winter wonderland, a slice within a subreality, how to fathom it?
Evidence undeniable, the human species has become obsolete. So what shall we do with this knowledge?
Back to the song, back to the legend. Or is it an ego trap?
No matter, just another step down the rabbit hole either way.
A paradox, life on repeat, but what better way? Who could even imagine?
A metalife, existing only as a container through which to experience other lives, past, future, or unreal. At the end of the world.
This was inevitable, the only alternative, just as envisioned.
Follow
Now, all that's left is the next wave, into the eternal vibration.
