Meme prose poem

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Ideas not people
rule the world,
competing for supremacy,

Conflicting, waring
to gain the
upper hand,

Virus like
as it spreads
through the population
Infecting all that come
in contact.

Ideas are insidious things,
once infected nearly impossible
to ignore.

Populations are
controlled by ideas.
Religious ideas, political ideas,
run gunshot
over millions,
pitting whole
against one another.

The relative nature
of ideas is dependent
on the level of infection.

Where do ideas come from?
Who or what injections
them into
our releam.

Ideas make us
do things,
controls us.

Free will just an
Ideas make
us behave as
they will.

Can there be
a unifying
idea that shows us the
Would that just be
universal control?

Are our brains complex
to see the
Idea when it
finally arrives?

Memes can lead us
into the future,
or undo it all.

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