Saturday, December 12, 2020
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
Stellarmass13
Friday, December 11, 2020
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