Indeed for lack of a better phrase,
There does for sure exist a space,
Twixt one and every two fast trains,
Of thought in all our human brains.
The space of which I herein speak,
Methinks tis yours as well to seek,
Though not for the weak of mind and will,
Tis open if you don't mind red pills.
Among the few who've 'seen' this place,
Is the one and well known Edison,
I'm working and working to make my case,
With the help of the boy Ben Tennyson.