we are the helium beast, full of float and light
who mistake the urge upwards for a transcendent soul.
who prefer not to dwell upon our mere soles,
our thick and calloused soles.
we believe we can parse ourselves,
that we are driven,
that I and Thou are included,
that this is all ordinary knowledge.
we make thick stew of thin and evanescent gas
we insist: we will never dissipate.
we want events that are ours alone,
and we only think we know what happened.
our desires are all a biology we won't admit to,
our choices shaped by hesitations;
we confess only the useful things.
rare, we think we are, worthy of a god's eye on us.
but we operate in everyday,
free will is an illusion and we cannot do
other than a human can do, or must do,
or is capable of imagining, is compelled to imagine.
and we wish we might be
free.
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our desires are all a biology we won't admit to,
our choices shaped by hesitations;
we confess only the useful things.
good to see you back, Greg, I hope this means you're doing better