The galaxy is in labor. She’s birthing a Brave New World. It’s taking after Orwell and Huxley, With a bit of Twilight Zone swirls. Its temperament is wild-child. Like the unruly, unsettled West. Seemingly inhospitable, This baby’s putting us all to our tests. Copiously peppered with pitfalls, Booby-traps – left, center, right. Roadblocks, Insurmountable hurdles, Our enemies hide in plain sight. Treacherous is this terrain, With multi-dimensional paths. On land, By sea, In air… Travel options transforming real fast. It’s a breath-taking beautiful world, Of a diabolical, dangerous kind. Got to carefully watch where we step, Negotiating the fields of our minds. How to best prepare for these times? One might ask. How did things change so absurdly abrupt? I’ve surrendered to the best navigator This Universe has, In confusion, Prayer is always what’s up. By guidance of God, My compass divines. I avoid pitfalls, and traps Of all kinds. I leap over hurdles, Press through the roadblocks, Getting my haters to let their Light shine. Heeeey. I’ve awaited these times Since I was a kid. My lineage is of pioneers. There’s endless potential in this Vast brave new world. I’ll blaze my own paths, Far and near. I’ll guide others. I’m a teacher. There’s no going back. That’s crystal clear. ~ Lưu Trọng Đạ Thảo | @seshat March 11, 2026 Background beats from @TwinsProMD | Clone
