How many more symbolic deaths
until the final one,
how many more grand betrayals
until the final one –
or is the end of it all just another illusion?
Why program biological death then, to toy with? To evolve faster,
to invest energy for the long term?
Is there a sufficient amount of times my mind will be twisted,
is there a number to reach?
Can I accelerate it’s process somehow?
Can I make the ultimate sacrifice
and gain the final amount of resilience possible?

There aren’t enough neurons for the amount of questions I wanna ask – so maybe no answer can be given that would satisfy this silent madness I call my life.

Can I at least be blessed with enough energy renewal to go about my days or will I have to deal with this lack of zest for eternity?

I guess I must know these answers so I can adjust the rhythm of my own, authentic entropic dance with the cosmos.

Maybe the ends are justified right now because this whole tomfoolery is everlasting!