Complicated Reality

Started off with wigglin', watery and little then

we found the ground and got around with flippers kind of jigglin'.

But cuts and scrapes weren't feeling great so we thickened up a bit.

You've got no hands until you stand, but then we picked it up a bit.

Dexterous digits, quite exquisite, lets us craft and feel.

Before long we got along on sleds and skis and wheels.

Did I mention boats? We like to float gently down the stream

but broken paddles left us rattled, so we started shipping steam.

Seas take sails, ground takes rails, engines gave us a new reach.

It's funny, isn't it? How "the sky's the limit" is an outdated figure of speech.

Kites are cute, but wearing parachutes pilots took us up to new heights

as turbines and jet engines endowed us with powered flight.

Rocket fuel is pretty cool too, we took a tube of it up to the moon.

Then we threw some bots farther, but as we get smarter, we'll float with them real soon.

Wisdom says that it's the journey and not the destination,

but if it's all the same to you I'll take teleportation.

It may sound weird, but I have no fear over light waves syncing up.

If the captain's done it twice today, I say "Scotty, beam me up!"‍