Are we perchance a collective thought
perchance shorting in impulses private?
Are we ego nothing more, blending,
melding, hopefully higher?
Accept evolution as possible evidence
that revolution is a millstone
tied around our collective necks.
Are we that? Law and chaos.
You bet, we are.
Don't fret. Hug,
tug, let us frug.
We always have.
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