People call it many
names,
Which is where stems the blame;
As confrontation it
causes,
From slightly different clauses.
The moment we call it
anything,
There is always multiple angles to sing;
As with
every point of view,
There is always another avenue.
Imagine
God as being the CPU,
Within the center of all
consciousness.
Whereas we each think from our own perspective,
Ours are subjective,
Whilst the CPU views it all as
connective;
Comprehending everything as a collective,
Whilst
always being reflective.
Thursday, July 7, 2022
Singularity Processor
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