Autonomous. Cybernetic.
Distantly cold. An open book.
This is the mere cover of a story
So many think they know, so dense.
The surface layer, blue in color,
For the outer wish to gain knowledge hence.
Of superior thought over whims of impulse.
The greatest weapon, and the strongest defense.
Yet alas, that is where that depth ends… the surface.
The concept of what lies beneath that pair of lenses remains unknown.
Beneath the black and blue, behind the looking glass,
I remain encased in stoic crystal, and I seem to stand alone.
Yet underneath, just below,
There is so much that there is yet to show.
A thirst for knowledge beyond this plane.
Multidimensional, multifaceted, far from the world’s mundane.
Interstellar, whirling violet,
A second layer of the mind.
Always turning, ever learning,
Restless, stressed, and endless yearning.
The gears never cease, there is no release,
For there is so much more to gain.
The will to prove that one can delve beyond
Just that of what they may retain.
At constant odds one is to remain,
For an objective eye is hard to contain.
Black and white, no shades of grey,
In sight of falsehood, unreal in strain.
The worn out graphite of pencils passed,
Erasers ground, the mind works fast.
Upon the keys the letters play,
The numbers and figures and facts on display.
There is no rest. There is no end.
Beyond the stars, I wish to rise.
To run and face the world unknown,
And perhaps in that way, not seem alone.
‘Cause last to show lies in the core,
A searing white that rests in store.
Raw, uncut, and still untapped.
A part that is yet to be mapped.
Such I do not have at hand.
Of closeness I have yet to understand.
For beyond the white, and so below,
There are hints of colors yet to show.
Restraint is all I have ever known.
And in losing such, there might not be control.
To tear the glass from my eyes with head held high,
Into the arms of forces yet shown to I.
There is much in one’s heart that may not be known,
But in the dead of night, I was told I’m not alone.
So I bear in mind the path I tread,
And in my soul I seek out what’s ahead.