Fifth Column

the fifth column

there is only the dance, the dance on apostle island,
where the flame burns inside the water droplet, that is the fifth column
feeding the human zoo on the red thread of deep state.

the great reconstruction of global society, a coming revolution
against economic driven politics in a fluxing laplacian matrix, 
and we will wait and wait for neo while ruin stares us in our face...

now tech is our industry trading digital security falling down the bias logarithmic spiral
until we break, split, and return from macros to micros again; awake meta-modern youthquake!
a small group left stands on diablo searching for something, anything coming out of the shadows.

we fall from rancorous government, powerless. the few financially free from groupthink,
gerontocracy leaving us hanging analog. boomer parties end and all that is left is to wake from their hangover of barbarism, of eco-destruction’
quislings riding the beltway like bubbles of light from lower manhattan to the power valley...

falling in this mysterious atmosphere, the few attuned reclaim offshoring on islands floating free from the panopticon paradox decaying on itself. the coup of the plutocrats now fait accompli!. And the one who controls the data controls the world…
a delicate unrealized truth, the valley does not need wall street or washington; it needs neo!