In my mind everything is a mystery

the truth is out-here
like everything
vaporware
five years out
like a rabbit
chased
by greyhounds
on a track
owned by the sydicate
that has been in 
control 
since the days
of constinine
and if you think
Amazon is full
of amazing minds
they people
old white
guys
are seashells
and who
can make
one 
but are
they not
beautiful

Profit and loss
mean nothing
what is profit
what is loss
its all cash
flow
and continginces
and Harry Potter'
like math magic
that makes the 
bottom 
line
palitabal
to the holi
poli
and the
train
just keeps
on steaming
until the log
in the track
by some 
bushwack
takes
everything
off the rails

If we do not
live in fantasy
we are not
humankind
as we discover
the hidden
truths
daily
we need
to know
the backup
is not
absolute
ruth
the baby
of Hilter
now 
grasping
at straws
as the evnivormet
and banking
sector
move metaphysics;
into alchemy
from the dismal
science that launched
so many planes
and ships
and built 
empires
based upon
dust
and fractional
gold
and ETFs