Pieces of circuitry line the temple forming an electric puzzle

Visitors wander through the maze inside, each for their own reason

Each meditating as they search for meaning in their brave new world

The maze shifts and folds, blocking the path for some, opening for others

A deafening hum of electricity echoes throughout the temple

They follow the current, energy flowing through their nerves

Lost souls flicker out. Broken cogs

Each failed meditation pruned back to save energy for the remaining few

At the end, an epiphany

Awakening

For most an understanding of theirselves

Their connection to the temple, to each other, to me