Prison Log 3
Created | Updated Dec 3, 2007
If you don't mind, I'll just sit here looking far beyond what I'm looking at. It's huge after all. I can almost see a spiral portal opening up, through which the material plain is pulled out into the immeasurable empty spaces, populated here and there with inconceivably immense energy systems.
My mind manifests on the physical realm of reality, free from social gravity... tearing chunks out of the building blocks of life, interconnect binary soundscapes resonating down into the vacuum of my heart, which omits - insome distant dimension - an endless stream of visual details within details within details, the fractal backwash of my subconscious being fed by tributaries that stem out from the very source of my existence. Nuclear fusion at a gargantuan scale, amalgamation of the fabrics of the universe - a molecular rendezvous feeding itself until it explodes out into the infinite darkness, outshining whole galaxies as my soul spreads out the across space-time continuum.
Life brine, suspended in a fathomless primordial soup, a whirlpool into the future, single celled evolution… change… cycles, the same old mistakes, a darkness coming my way. I'm spreading myself out to thin, coldness… some confusion, tragedy blows at the horizon. The big freeze is on its way. Infinitely dark, eternally cold. Everything forgotten. It was never supposed to end like this...
My mind manifests on the physical realm of reality, free from social gravity... tearing chunks out of the building blocks of life, interconnect binary soundscapes resonating down into the vacuum of my heart, which omits - insome distant dimension - an endless stream of visual details within details within details, the fractal backwash of my subconscious being fed by tributaries that stem out from the very source of my existence. Nuclear fusion at a gargantuan scale, amalgamation of the fabrics of the universe - a molecular rendezvous feeding itself until it explodes out into the infinite darkness, outshining whole galaxies as my soul spreads out the across space-time continuum.
Life brine, suspended in a fathomless primordial soup, a whirlpool into the future, single celled evolution… change… cycles, the same old mistakes, a darkness coming my way. I'm spreading myself out to thin, coldness… some confusion, tragedy blows at the horizon. The big freeze is on its way. Infinitely dark, eternally cold. Everything forgotten. It was never supposed to end like this...
