“Reveal of the limit to our knowledge.”
Words by Jitro Timbang
The controversies of life.
We grow, yet those who’ve started with us claw to bring us down.
We grow, yet when in attempt to ripple growth, we get shut down.
We grow, and we realize all we can control is our own—happy to be the sample and get mocked around.
Where I am, it took a lot of beating down. I’m in a bubble, but there’s 8 billion of us, have come looking around.
I lied; there must be more. But what matters is what’s happening in the stage of misery.
It’ll take a while for you to get to the point of let’s get the f*** outta here, but soon you’ll see.
You’re in that stage of inventory. Which ones are you going to let be? That’s for you to find in the Bermuda sea.
On the same plain, but of different mentalities. In essence, of different chapters and realities.
It’s joyous when you get to meet another, but that’s a rarity. It’s a true connection between progressive universities.
A lot of us have accepted to play this game without resisting. Some of us have naturally instilled chaos in our DNA, so being tame isn’t even for considering.
They’ve made algorithms for predicting. We’re a bunch of anomalies, and our presence is a reveal to the limit of their collective knowing.
Everyday is a problem to find answers by isolate. Although, as you attempt as with machine learning, our minds are constantly evolving—as it always should have been.
Catch me if you can; learn along the way, then perhaps we can at least meet in the halfway.
Along the way, I send you good hopes so you, too, become more in-tune.
Be a controversy of life. We might as well be the ants in the food pantry sniffing around for a delight.
Live in your peace while you can. Only God knows how much time we have in our hands.
Don’t take it for granted—do not dim your light.
September 13th, 2024 — 12:27pm. Refreshed: September 23rd, 2024 — 11:40am.
