To once have been
If I spilled out a million billion pieces of content a day would you still love me or get bored
if i created nothing would you forget about me
if I were an algorithm with a beautiful face would you love me more than a drawing with no human characteristics
do we know what is real the wheel spins
i cant get off
can you
you think i am one thing
you don't really know me because I don't know either
you you program
you clone
you spell your spellings into the grammatical air like a winter chill
you think she is .............................. this
you think he is ...................................that
they are..................................................this. and if course I am ...........................................................
we are what we are
then we get off
the wheel.
The hamster was never a ham so don't eat him
or place him in certain predicaments.
Love
light ; )
LO