this is the final poem
that could be casually understood
- any following ones
will require specialized decoders

you wait and hope and study
to get the truth
or the shadow of truth

eventually you get it

but exactly at the same moment

you find out is not the truth you need

but simply getting accepted by
the locals

(and you get rejected immediately)

and then you wait and hope and study

make sure no emotion
could possibly alter your test results

you go to the caves
you grow beard
you hallucinate buddha & all

and then you see the pattern
and the pattern is never you

no matter how hard you try or
how many children you have

the pattern is never you