At
The
Edge
Of One

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dreams are hope

R. E. M.

deep sleep opiates reality
shadows meld unconsciousness
we are not alone
but lonely is what I am

break my skin
I will bleed stellar energy

cut my link with sensory worlds
I will hallucinate realities
and they will become real

new worlds replace what is
with my own virtual reality

I am what my stimulus wills me to be

...still it frightens me
with dark howling from places
I cannot see

electronics will not allow me
to access outside databases
without proper digital coding

I cannot alter my bar code
it has been burned into chips
of substances unknown to me

I am not

I do not exist

I am only here
flung from suns
that have since gone nova

I speak in translated binary
understood in electronic pulses

I do not know that I am alive

I only know that I can feel tears
moving across my exterior micro-circuity

I am only

I am one

my race is me

there are no others
I have made my way
through the scattered galaxies
where there are no more of me

I was sent as an envoy
but THEY who sent me are no more
There are no more of me

THEY cried in a great voice
as two suns augmented

consuming them and all THEY had created
except me

THEY who were me
THEY who are no more

of me THEY remember nothing
for THEY are nothing now
but gaseous clouds that grow
dim against static discharges
of short waved light

I remember them

I am orphaned

their cry was great
when THEY knew their world would not be

I was alone when THEY realized their fate

I was alone
speeding through darkness
towards you

alone

knowing that I would be all-
disengage from their thoughts

the one THEY sent

the one THEY choose to be

contractor
initiator
communicator

the one who
would bring two worlds together

but not now
...now that THEY are no more

I am alone
I will still instruct you

expel the Impulses of my bundled neurons
to release those remembrances
etched in my schematic brain
...about how the singing stones
intoned their histories
and battles
and of the peace
that finelly visited those azure people
whose race sent me

THEY were much like you
...their joys and sorrows were shared
THEY grew old and died
and were reborn into other lives
to grow old and die again

I will speak my numinous
and your machines will
translate this sterile language
without emotion

I will try to emulate their language
but your words will not be adequate
these are my limitations

...but I will try!
the matix is there

THEY who sent me are secreted
deep inside of me

I am peopleless

I am alone

now that THEY are no more
THEY wanted to tell you that

THEY were

and that I am
all THEY were

and I am to be all that THEY were for you

...a task that is hard for me

I who am only one
...and not of flesh
as you are of flesh

I who am of that race-
...but not that race
although I am all that is left

and I will be
THEY who sent me
for their sake
...for the sake of a civilization
who is no more

I am only machine

for them

I will be them

THEY who have sent me

THEY
who I am