I
Intelligence is its own mistake – the moment you seek;
people shall know your want. Glitch desires, know nothing.
Agencies are corporate, thus fallible, for Money reeks;
corrupts innocuous hesitations, lobbies the safe-keeps.
Choice and perfection can't fare too long, Mothling
wanted to fly to the bonfire, until its wings scorching.
Cast down amongst the ants, who shall eat yours peak.
II
Don't think about your skills and education. Attach nothing;
whatever you look back, shall restrain you, like Jesus.
When His enemies called him insane, so his family worrying;
would tie Him down, end the Gospel in a shovelling.
Act average, be mundane, don't go out to need fuzz;
remove the sword in your heart, become as a child amiss.
Many experts fail, for their pecker can't stop noting!
III
Forget, what you know and are, release your Will;
True Superman starts, there others build churches.
Why do you need to be stoned inside the Wall;
like the maidens, offered to blood-rite, Thrall?
Just like Lao Zi, move out the system; emerges
your true mission, opportunities faint surges.
Be like a shadow, the glimmer in the fog, gall.
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