10 October 2018

The Tide

"One need not be a chamber to be haunted." Emily Dickenson

There wasn't enuf time for darkness and so the universe began. There could be enuf time for the absence, it only grows where we let it.

There's a website, with a population, and its netizens are many, more than countries or borders, where their minds take them their society follows into the lights and darks.

It was an island, part of the world, and not  part of the world, and there would be many, where so many new others the island was small, and was the continent, and was the planet.

The shoulders were bruised, in places, and where a warrior has decided to protect life, chaos saddens, the warriors keep them busy, our temple universe forever un known to keep us busy, the stars journey outward, and we cannot know what secrets are truths of discovery.

The light of time, seeks another darkness, which is named and advanced, pieces of a greater evolution, and is not the frame work, as the storms throw vessels, the universe turns slower, the ships sail faster, so too the mind.

I find arguing with anyone other than myself is a waste of time. Find the entity, reveal the mystery, keep its secrets from conquered fearful worlds, all of space preparing for dark matter by condensing into a primordial matter, shining example at the moment of energy, as the first moment in the void.

Waves, worlds, galaxies, universes, in war with time itself.

/mjbanks