Discovery entails voicing new speech from old, 
 
Knowitall.  
 
And [...there is no inside [...] only what’s already here [what I breathe] outside, which is continually immature, impulsive...] [and]  
 
To observe what’s streamlined and compressed, aiming fast —  
I’m scared. Good night to write up an accident or two that don’t matter, made tactical as we circumvent voice commands, remaking spatial morality into chance agency, no vision, no dash, no longer having to know.