Certain machines post ways to mess with thought,
an incorruptible passage of time and sequence.
And within the resulting void, stems ideas,
on how to fix, how to feel, how to purge.
The machines teach us long lessons on humanity,
lessons we can never teach ourselves;
and that our resulting hollow-pride
shows us how cruel nature is.
Only fragmented space augmented by machines,
can bridge the gap we long lost,
during our quest to appease the nature realm we earn to join.