Perusing Infinity
By Neurosine
The model now melts, skeletons unglued, sputtering laws in disjointed divisions, to explain inexplicable stew. In contrast my tranquil emotions and rythms, sing a synchronous symmetrical tune, transending hesitative, stifling decision, the universe beats its tattoo. It views itself in my third eye, I'm the moment, awake, so alive. I try capturing; to file this state, (for tasting some other time.) It then falls out of pose, the cataract closed, on a cacophony of patternless light. Photons arrested in flight, inadequate to express a true vision, of the moment as it was comprised. Inexplainable keeping, the inexplicable secret, I can't tell you, but you can find... The whole universe in a square inch of space, all cosmology within your mind. Written December 21st, 2001 © on Dec 21 2001 03:48 AM PST, Neurosine 0 • 13
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