The Calling of the Matrix
Yelling screams confirm the arrival of a new birth
As a baby “does her-his copy”
In response to the calling of the matrix
All become connected as innocence gradually deteriorates
In contrast with the ideal language
A new culture is worn
Leaving innocence to always linger back into the matrix
Waiting for the arrival
Of “the next one ” – “the one”
Who will hopefully and fully adhere, share and disperse
The essence of existence-life-living among those
Who queue
And
Enter
Into
The
Calling of the
Matrix…
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