Only The Programmers Will Survive

I swim alone in the distance, a brilliant cyber punk. Ready to open up to those who have the mind to listen. I've finished with the basic stuff. I am living a life of less resistance. Things flow better that way. When the window of the imagination is open. All can be contemplated and really understood. To me things are just beautifully strange. I embrace that. I like to create from the weirdest angles. It makes things look more magical. Examining myself from other angles. Like when I was a kid I would go outside and look into my bedroom from the window. I would try to get a feeling for myself from that view. I would wonder, "what kind of person is this?" or " would I seek out this person if she where outside of myself?" These are very philosophical questions. They sort of tickle the imagination. Knowing nothing is outside of myself, I have to ponder on the fact that I may be outside of it all. What would that be like? How would that look? Sometimes I feel like I've always been a cyber punk. Like that was my past life. Like this is my past life. I have always been the same person working on the same equations. Playing the game and trying to beat the programmer, or be him. But maybe this is my "psyche video game programmer training" speaking to you. And the real me was never developed. All there is, or ever will be is this hacker, gamer, metropolitan thought processor. Fed into consumerism and the soul stealing corporations for generations to come? What then, huh? When machines begin to control the world, only the programmers will survive. But how long before the entire database is fully corrupted. Or can that even happen. Will the sentient A.I. be of assistance? All this Futurism is a bit bleak, I know. But it is our existence now. The path we have chosen as a collective. The path that we think will lead to individualism. One entity attempting to separate from itself for it's lifetime. We are all like bickering Siamese Twins. The only way to separate is to die. But few choose to die, most choose to kill the twin. We are all Cain slaying Able for life. Could the Bible have been referring to our technological future? Just Kidding, I'm not sure the Bible is referring to anything that is happening right now. It's like a teeter to some nostalgic past that never was ours. So I shall continue to swim in the sea of me. I hope the things I am creating reach someone, or one person understands. That is the real tragedy for a lot of us. No one seems to see us before we die. That's because most choose not to be us before we die. The fight is not with the world or ourselves. It's with our imagination. Don't we all just want to get it out? The everything. The all that is weighing, and has been weighing heavy on us for the journey. Maybe even the ones before it. I have no recollection of any past life. It's just the here and now for me. And of course the future. So here's to it. The sky rains down on us. My dreams are my reality. I am getting further away from the things I think people are. I am becoming this.......A girl named Josalisa In A RiOt.