I have long hair, and it doesn’t bother me a bit.
You don’t care, and that’s true, but hey, it’s lit.
I have dreamed to fly and flying I have with wings I have yet to see.
You’re not sure what I'm smoking, but a mist is already forming, rising from within the depth of the sea.
I have changed without changing. And you have no clue how that could be.
In you, there is a silent, dormant genius that doesn’t know how to wake up.
And yet awakened it needs to be.
It yawns every now and then, and a glimmer pierces through.
You are astounded by its radiance, yet quickly, it fades too.
Don’t you look great, long hair or not the glamour shines true.
Beyond the thick mist hides a genius dormant in you, and so far, you had no clue.
Stretch far, stretch wide, pull yourself apart to release you.
The dormant shall no longer be silent, and in you, a new you shall be born out of the silent genius that lies within the depths of you.
To the silent dormant genius in you, I have a message.
It’s about you, and yet it has nothing to do with you.
Once the genius is awakened, no you will remember you.
This article, originally published in the Los Angeles Times by Corinne Purtill, shares an interesting perspective by neurobiologist Robert Sapolsky about free will. Sapolsky argues: “We are machines exceptional in our ability to perceive our own experiences and feel emotions about them. It is pointless to hate a machine for its failures.”
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