Here at the beginings of time stand I. Motes, iotas, sediments, this miasma, swirl vitriolic with ashes of glory. Nebulous, myriadic futures, protoplasma. Tick Tock, the pages turn, so the story. Particals of future past, overlap and lay, intrinsic truths, fatal flaws, appostates. Cemented here, my silts, detritus, clay. Tick tock, in place, burning orb rotates. Element, organic, parasitic, invigorate,