In memory of nothing; does another in turn translate my expression in validation of this?

I've succumbed to the cold reality

Where time stretches and morphs at a crawl

The lights of excitement amassing and passing, civilizations come and go faster than lives of a fly. 

I am master of the Universe for knowing

I am mind frozen no rapidity of caring

Not removed but a part of what's real, what stands through time

Abstract dreams within the prism of  frozen crystal 

Archaic light may meet here and be trapped within, bouncing about in perfect geometric synchronicity

 That's correct

I am synchronic 

Asymptomatic and diseased but here frozen in time, as time in it's false procession fades

I am a dull shine

The first few blips of mimetic potential that by chance may or may not join the cult of sequence

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