The world grows ripe — on hype. 

Between the gaps in time fruit ripens on the mental vine.  

Personal agendas ripen in the vacuums created by transitions. 

Invest in hype — when the time is ripe.  

Dark thoughts ripen in private; they crack open in public.

To please, we hype; to benefit we wait for ripe.

Your choice: merely age or mature. 

By day we strain, by year attain, by decade change. 

As the sun ripens fruit so opposition ripens the resolute.  

Swipe and wipe, go long, get ripe.  

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