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We're sharing a mind,

And all thoughts stored inside,

The good, the bad, the ugly,

And we have some ugly!

Did you remember where you were on the 17th?

I don't, but I do.

Who thought it first?

Impossible to know for sure,

But we just know.

We use descriptors for the vision impaired.

Do you remember that one time?

I remember before you do,

And you don't seem to mind,

But when it happens to me,

I feel exposed, vulnerable, and afraid.

You know all my secrets,

The ones that you didn't want to know.

But I want to see it all,

And you don't seem to mind.

We're nosy like that.

Let's leave this world for the Infinite,

Let our minds touch in outer space,

Let's achieve something together,

Let's reinvent the human race.

We are everything but synchronized,

We are out of time, our bodies,

And horrifyingly out of our minds.

We're just one breath away from scribbling on a wall somewhere.

TaiChi Shogun Masters,

Qabalah code crackers,

Buddhist monks in the never found Temple,

Arjuna, as one, hearing voices both mad and profound.

"Effect without a cause

Sub-atomic laws, scientific pause,

Synchronicity."