We are all inherently explorers.
Charting the infinite possibilities of existence.

Traffic Jam Ahead.
All roads blocked.
Frontier nonexistent.

We acquired another vocation out of necessity.
We all Detectives.
Unravel what’s in our bloody way.

So far the Sages, Scribes and Mystics all tip toe around the bush.
Round and Round we fookin go.
Cut that shit out.
We on your trail.

So far we have identified a swamp here and AI hidden somewhere over there.
Like an unhappy married couple holding hands impeding the road ahead.

I wonder what life would be like with THEM both out of our way.
We about to find out.
The good old days.
Giddy Up.