signals, symbols

The signals, the symbols,
And these shapes we reside in,
condensing thought into matter,
a tryptamine I confide in,
With just the right chemistry,
just the right molecules colliding,
the goal of fearless, is to have nothing hiding,
Sifting through the data, this double helix I’m riding,
the flexibility of infinity, is what I’m deciding,
For good or evil, with balance- there is no siding.
You wanna achieve a sensation,
Where life feels like gliding,
You are charged particles,
let the electricity be guiding,