there are, somewhere forces beyond the understanding of simple minds like our own they power things machines perhaps, that move the universe into a future of their choosing these are those that provide

Gearing up for thought spinning slowly at first the mind begins to awaken the darkness creeps away and light pours in thoughts of yesterday, and of futures not yet created begin to form bubbling up from

there are within them three inside of a single one darkness around, but within a light a single light a moment in time together they bind themselves becoming one a moment a master of craft of time and

before this the life lived long and well there were others perhaps many visions of them difficult to find but occasionally through the fog of time they break through sometimes only a single ray of light

slowly over time it becomes like a loosened skin a mask of what once was the past, all of the lives lived and thoughts thought and the feelings flt become lost floating off in a strong breeze, an animal

faces seeming to look within to things hated forgotten facing futures forgotten that they chose to erase chosen to lose all troubling ideas wondrous thoughts mix together to become dark a darkness in a

like a wall of sound and air pressing down from the sky upon me, into the earth the energy the strength of everything in this moment it is filling me with something something of everything like the universe

eurpting like a volcano of wondrous colors art is formed upon the mountain top hard to bear the weight of the imagination the creativity the power of colors of nature beauty and strength given to us from

The machine it speaks only once each day, and never varying, always the same line, it says, "01110011 01100101 01100011 01110010 01100101 01110100 01110011" We cannot know what it means this

behind me the light of life has been left behind but it is not death to which I travel but a dimensional shift a place beyond places a time beyond time, worlds beyond ours, irrational irretrievable a final,

through the universe at speeds beyond imagination beyond that even of the light it chases us the suns long forgotten cannot reach where we travel, and their light cannot provide us a direction sound, like

ancient sitting, slowly growing crushing its way to the sky, across time the continents pressing them into the infinite of forever and within it a mind, but different, special, unlike those of the fast

there is much much that can be taken, absorbed deflected, parryed by the human the human mind and body can withstand much that is cast upon them but at times, there is a break, a link in the chain is snapped,

the differences between the silicons and the carbonoids seemed so vast wars fought centuries lost destruction on all sides worlds left in flames, and those upon them forgotten by the movements of vast

the sky it spews color across itself from horizon to horizon filling the air between everything is suddenly vibrant, and I caught in the middle embracing the moment all thoughts of a life lived, full of

the things objects throughout the world defining lives and cultures, marking placement in the lines of history they seem so important in the moment, and centuries beyond looking back, yet for most of

The time stretching out into forever into the far reaches of the universe and with a single eye I watch it, spread, and warp across all that is, light bending around worlds filled with themselves many

the silence sometimes dark but if you focus focus on the forever you will notice sparks slowly coming forward filled with color there are spots silent, often hidden, unknown to most but those of us with

sparking from the darkness of nothing the imagination it pushes thoughts and ideas deep from within the infinite forever of the mind and stirs them into action creation flowing from the fingertips into

open the head of the world is open filled with all all consciousness all of the thoughts the wondrous power of the universe the mind walking into the mind of everything the dreams and thoughts of all varieties