III: the Ad-vent’s Thicket

I fell into a skeptic's trap.
   Agendas disillusioned
Me, and I've grown into the gap
   Of fact and ad's collusion. 

We live in the predication 
   Of mutable facts in our
Opinion-civilization,
   Re-interpreting each hour.

Now meta-interpersonal
   Dynamics superimpose,
Bleeding through by immersible
   Parasocial scenarios.

There is a cause to champion
   In each corner, no matter how
Obscure, mundane, or transient;
   Everything receives a vow.

And everything has gravity;
   Anything could pull one in,
And seem the ways things have to be:
   A prescriptive bulletin.

There's always been a million paths
   To fulfillment, so it's said;
So often they result in halves
   Dualistically misled.