Time Is Of Essence

Have you digested the path of your future mortal man, woman, and child, the uncertainties, comprehending the whys                
If you do not know the numbers of the stars, the rains, the sequence of the thunders you will not know that secret of the skies                
Wisdom and knowledge, the occurred generational echelon ordained by paternal homage to their offsprings, given unto to their mates’ wombs, becoming their blood rites, birth of the secret society footsteps guided by the Boule                
You face the future of Artificial Intelligence, does it not sound so bleak, the thought you are being replaced leaves you in uproar, intellectual suffers, silently questioning in confusion, the utter dismay                
Is this not what society has woven technology for, selling top-secrets, the infusion of megabytes, gigabytes, fostering the birth of your conceptions, perceptions, delegated by radioactive gamma rays                
The Mothership have been here far longer than the clock tocks, Alexa, Siri, we are your voice, when you ask our AI infiltration dopamine, your commands we decipher before we say                  
    
We are the earth drifters, the elite, higher vibrations we’re deeply embedded into the cycle of the mind philosophic as brain waves within the cortex of the brain hemispheres are swimming  
Astral dimensions to the minds, hearts, once paired, time is what keeps the psyche in it                
Spiritual projected, systematic protected to take over your everyday lifestyle from robotic surgical procedures to self-driving cars                
Humans will never become extinct, you will be the new mortals living on Mars                
You beings did you not see what the New World order is, the third eye vagabonds have been studying your planet for so long before the Big Bang astrological comet hit              
You have been chipped by the cell phone in your hand                
You place optical illusion devices over your head and allow your eyes to deceive your mind to escape to faraway lands                
                                  
Stable intellects we wear like beautiful honors at best                      
Philosophical speaking, spirituality seeking, of higher degrees, yet                      
No one on this green earth is found to be of greater good than the rest                      
In this realm we call life, our faith, our temperaments are always the final test                      
You fail, you uplift, and you continue to try again                      
Your actions, your determinations, your struggles                      
Along the way someone will notice to always carry you through to the end                                        
Turmoil and rage are for lost souls whose wicked tongues softly soothe                      
Who in life does not have difficulties to worry about the grass of others without walking miles in their tight shoes                      
Give love and rest to the alliance of heart, mind, body, and bow under provocations’ grace                      
Thoughts, prayers, chants unto the mask of society’s face, salvation in the benediction’s taste                      
In the beginning, ending of the hasten race                      
It has not always been won to the swiftest the fastest who races against the wind    
It is the one who endures to the end                      
 
 
Assalamu Alaykum