In cathartic despair, longing for a new life where the soil sensually merges it’s chemistry with the air, mirrors opening worlds of potentialities through a single blink, neuronal firing catching itself studying its own complexity.. I see a doorknob reaching out to me, showing a billion eyes flickering a story of numbers capturing my soul’s frame rate and earthly mission perfectly,
One opening leading to another, eyes blurred elapsed from physical form, creating a doorway birthed from the heavens in synchronistic math with the material worlds, how matter perfected could spiral into nothingness becoming something more, 2.. 4.. 6.., I see the symmetry of my body’s core evening with the odd hand’s of fate, 0 | 3 | 8, I ravel into her making with conscious intention to create my final form, let it be completion freeing true beauty from her captive’s cages.
Indistinct caves, lights shrouded in mimicking the flames of lives where lights bulbed bright then silently dimmed [..] time collapsing with every moment now split in simultaneous fusion with aeons progressed through intellectual pace, breathing through ancient design of embryonic chambers feathered into alveolar cessation [..] creating my first breath, I’ve now merged with old melodies clung to the air, shifting my tempo to observe life’s primitive beauty turned to ruins, revived through technological advances spawned from the one’s first intention, time dilating through memories once held, harmonizing in matter with lungs of an eagle amalgamating with rhythm once breathed, soaring high above to become the spirit of the heavens.
