Berlin Qualia by algekalipso

After a debauched Berlin Night
The club, with strobing lights
Coming home, with qualia might
In delight, for the sight

I talked to the store owner
My neighbor downstairs
He sells vapes and almond milk
Sugar and tobacco, no printer toner

He asked "do you like Berlin?"
I said "I love it here"
"I came for a set of conferences"
"On the topic of consciousness"

He turned out to be a panpsychist
In Berlin, a Kurd interested in consciousness
Not an anarchist
But a rogue valence structuralist

Hit me up - read my website
Yes I will, and let's talk on Monday
Can't believe, the resonance
In Berlin, the nights of insight