I tried …
But despite my best attempts; I lost her.
Lost her to cyberspace and its pervasive illusion of success.
“Success” — Ushered and perpetuated by pseudo-woke
Profit-driven messiahs preaching prosperity to conflicted souls —
All to fuel a cyclical engine that produces and consumes
For the sake of producing and consuming.
She was reeled in by a soft sell of Poyais —
Hypnotized by a happiness alluded to by corporations intent on selling products
They themselves would never wish to use.
Of course I lost her …
How do you compete against a mirage?
A mirage sold through a virtual wasteland overclocking our sensory input
A bazaar of theoretical futures yet to bed actuality.
No, I never lost her.
The world already had her.
– O.D. ©2021
Art by: Murciano
7 Replies to “Phantasm.”
Wonderful piece, O.D. Truly enjoyed.❤️
Thank you Grace, I appreciate it ❤️
Seem to be moving more digital and less reality, unfortunately. I think I’ll go walk barefoot in the woods for a while.
I think i’ll join you
I’d like that. No talking.. just observing and absorbing.