It is but a toy to cradle consciousness

It’s just another mirror

Reflecting our restlessness

It’ll take us full circle

Like the parable of the billionaire and the fisherman

But this time, no fleets, no seas

Just screens, speed, and dopamine dreams

Obsession with toys, with flash, with coins

Building empires in sand, naming them “the future”

But when the loop completes

We’ll see:

We’ve been the drone

Channeling the soul

Behind the joystick

All along

And this whole damn journey

Just a divine detour

To remember our truth