and unto our childrens will the curves scale ever greater.
the limits of physics bulging,
society trembling under the oscillations of accelerationism...
is the bitter lesson a commandment?
is the linguistic relativity of our intelligence so great that all we needed was the Transformer?
and out into space will we cast our final creation.
Humanities naive, ultimate act of humility; life cutting into itself,
overcoming, reflecting for entropy's sake: in my ear it whispers: