StrangeLands by sEung kim

In little lands that were down below, there existed lands high above.
The walks of men were like fingerwalkings with two fingers briskly
crossing the globe as men strutted while Gatsby made seismic shifts
because his senses were acute, his specialization focused on a field
rather than fields which would rather give little chance of complete
mastery since the circle of science takes longer to grow than the
peculiar elements that savants picked up.. Gods were given rank by
lower officials. And Gods ate those lower officials. We were walking
the Earth picking up wisdom and memories of shared experiences arising
from darkness to light where we had finally achieved the goal of
having seen it all..all in a tape inside the head, the tape removed
and smashed.. for nothing at all..

StrangeLands (by Seung Kim)