phenomenology of singularity

Where do words unconditionally go
To die.
Will the dice stop.
How trapped must you feel.
Like a sweet sugary substance.
Who am I when nobody is watching.
What makes your intuition guide you;
Why does pride break you.
Such pety questions for such serious prayers.
When can the function of time allow us
To feel collectively alive.
Such is the truth or a Shakespearean soliloquy.
Timeless action.
The prejudice.
I'm always gentle to those that reveal themselves.