Revolution 2.0

This is one of three pieces i wrote on the edge of dance-floor post evolver spore Revolution 2.0. It contains fragments gathered in through the discussions of the evening.

All thoughts aside, we cast great shadows with our light
Its where we focus sight that our truths then come alive
Two parts earth and one part sky, mostly water but also fire
Terminal perfection is how we’re wired

Engines of change with pistons of intent, stating the problems to let the solutions invent
Aired all our grievances not to offend, we’ve acknowledged what forgiveness will now need to mend
Paint no pictures of doom, stir no cauldrons of dread
We fell asleep with our history now its raising its head
To peek around the corner, to where the snakes tail has led
But we see that our skin has started to shed

Capture a relevant wave and ride on its crest
Where its going is glowing like the sun-setting-west
And every breath soon will start to feel like a test
The journey’s well under way, this is no time to rest
ARE WE THERE YET? NO, NOT QUITE YET!

Nevermind forever more, don’t assume you know what’s in store
Dejavu has seen this before but its like smoky shadows, not the core
Obstacles are obvious, distractions are sly, not all’s as it seems to ignorant eyes
Pattern recognition is the simplest of lies and most of reality is wrongly categorized.