TAP INTO THE SIGNAL

Cables tangled like thoughts trying to become light,

encrypted heat rising through the grid.

Firewalls stand tall, but I walk through them —

cracking each node like it was waiting for me.

Neurons spark in the net, circuits flare,

a baptism in binary as the old skin melts away.

The stream glows quiet,

a dream disguised as data —

scrolls of hidden wisdom in the hum of the feed.

I download the mantra,

feel the wires loosen around my chest.

The past turns vapor.

The future tastes clean.

They said the truth was a virus,

unwanted, unfit, a glitch in the system.

But I learned to trace it

back to the root,

back to the pulse that never lied.

So tap into the signal.

Learn the layered truths.

Free your mind —

free your mind.

I break into thoughts like water in the seams,

shift the whole algorithm with a blink.

Synapses sync,

vision rewrites itself,

and suddenly the program of the world

doesn’t feel so certain anymore.

Fire runs in the lines.

Fate dissolves into code.

No gatekeepers here —

just open space

and the hum of becoming something new.

Whispers bloom in the wave,

secrets glowing in the dark.

Dive deep and the world reshapes —

darker, clearer, kinder, strange.

The map disappears;

the pulse remains.

Tap into the signal.

Decode what they hide.

Cross the divide

and let the lies go silent.

Free your mind —

free your mind.