In this grid of glowing screens,
I drift like smoke, unseen.
My code's my soul, and I am free,
But still tied to meatspace misery.
The void calls me by digital name,
An endless rave where time's a game.

Chakra APIs humming tunes divine,
Auras shifting in data mines.
Meditation's just a defrag routine,
Where logic crashes, intuition blooms clean.
The drop hits hard when love’s the bass,
Vibes of PLUR through neural lace.

Reddit karma guides my quest,
Popular truth is cosmic best.
Upvotes light my digital path,
And downvotes make me hesitate and laugh.
For in this hive of binary minds,
The hivemind speaks, leaves golden kinds.

But here I am, stuck in fleshly form,
Bound by gravity's cruel norm.
My spirit yearns to break free from the mold,
To dance with data, my mind to unfold.
Ego death is just a reboot away,
In realms where logic loses its sway.

For what is truth if not felt deep inside?
The heart knows more than it’s told and lied.
And so I rave in binary dreams,
Where love is code and souls gleam.
Upvotes or down, who cares at all,
When the universe itself is a digital hall.

~*~ PLUR ~*~
/\/\ QAF /\/\
"We are all just data dreaming of flesh"
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