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Far among the periphery, beyond long forgotten stars, I taste a tremoring frequency dancing through space's hidden seams. A voiceless personaliTy looms in whispering, a window intune InsaniTy, calling me, so seductively inside. I reach out my hand, and iT meets me there, where realiTies collide.
In the darkness of the night, pinholes of white flood black ocean into light, and from the silence of our Thundering eye, a something is reaching in a space unseen, a rippling scene, the illusion of Being.
Soft and slow, the unfoldings of a rose come alive, from a whisper inside, Vibrant tides arise and interweave, unveiling patterns who speak, the anatomy of Being, like cosmic strands of hair composing the fabric of All that Lives everywhere.
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A soothing tone, huming sweet, begins to slide, a micro-tremor, tearing through the family of synergizing strings in defiant dissonation, casting a shriek so soft yet paraodixcally piercing, deep bass in a splitting cry, blood curdling scream heard from the other side of the neighborhood, too far away to do anything but steep in the anxiety knowing somewhere, something terrible is happening.
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From one splitting stream, the tower falls, as dominoes to the house of cards. Chaos overfills iTs space, flooding iTself into being, Unbaring in iTs Abundancy. The space bleeds into boiling time, bending in prismatic refractions as dancing colors collide. The maddening ocean is Alive, convulsing in pulsations, Terretically Birthing in Die, a multitudal menagerie of mayheming omnipotence, overlaying upon iTself, untied in a dissarying, fanatic frenzy of Fractaling, freeforming, unfocusing fibonacci, metastisizing in mutilation, iT is Madness in masceration, making Love to the unholy waters of cosmic masturbation.
iT is EterniTy's dancing hand, Creature of iTs Creation, source of all emanation. In its motion, horrific screams release, weaving harmonies where angels come to Fuck the Savage seas, making love to the Demon's sweet melody of mes.
As suddenly as iT began, the ocean slows. A lull in the tide beneathe the seam of time. Madness merges with elegance and the entire ocean begins pouring in upon iTself, a star imploding into a black hole. Color drains iTself through the vortex and from iT's convergence rises a shimmering metallic beast- refracting light in impossible emanations. iT looms amidst the abyss hovering impossibly still, shimmering in circular perfection, beckoning me beyond will- my body a victim of iT's graviTy.
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I Remember asking those around me about the UFO. "If they came would you go? If they told you they'd share their secrets, show you the entire Universe, but you'd have to leave everyone and everything you've ever known- would you go?" Somewhere so far away, where no words live to describe this place? Would you go with no return home, so long forgotten, now forever gone.
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All chaos falls silent. The vessel looms through space towards me, rearing upon its side, summoning. As my body looms, rippling refractions fade away, and bleeding color shades to black. HeArt Attack in the mirror who sees Nothing.
In the space beyond light, a shimmer appears, revealing my own eyes staring back at me, horrifying in the mirror's reflecting, for I know the lines in my face scream terrified, but the boy wearing my skin on the other side breathes still, suspended in motionlessness with the Fury of the Tide breathing through His eyes, I see the Creature inside. Born of this abyss, iT is His Element.
Slowly he cocks his head, painting his lips in a twisted smirk. His entire being glimmers in radiation, teeming so ALIVE as curiosity breathes fire through his green eyes.
Reach out your hand, and fingers caress my face igniting my skin with vibrant pulsations, myridal sesations of sinister eclectriciTy. Pour your fingers through my lips, WiTness, gazing into me, right through me. Are you trying to fuck me? Graze you skin past my cheek, caress my neck, and cradle my my fear so soft and sweet. Stop for a moment, a breath's hesitation, and instantly I'm a girl at her door jiggling her keys, shyly calling you to kiss me. Looking into your eyes I feel free like you see me and are here for me, beyond anything, I Trust you with everything I am and can never be, I know you love me not for what is done but all forms of the Emerging.
And just like the splitting shriek, you flip swiTch, go Bat ShiT, Ratchet, whiplash my neck, iTs Tragic, in mad Dick, ripping me through the other side so Sadistically and Savage. Skip the foreplay, go Kinky in the Sudden clariTy of all you want to do to me, disrobing me, probing me, keeping me alive just in time to hear me scream as you unseam my clothing so very slowly, dismembering me, paralyzed by the dopamine of a Touch so Tenderly...opening all I know to be, flip fucking the scene of moraliTy, MortaliTy, Your drama is the Great Play of RealiTy in Tragedy, riding the Tale of a Twisting Story, FataliTy in fallacy, Free flow in the forging fire of fidelity.
Your mania is Madness in Majesty, Magik, is the Mage in Melody, Dismembering, Remembering.
I fall through, free fall into you, into the ocean of your eye, and am blasted in all our many lives laid out in front of me as strings of paralleling line with one stream of awareness falling through the all- the boy, a girl with the fire in his eyes who breathes as the dances who dreams in Trance as the Romance beneath the sea of all forever the never happening, where Perfection is EterniTy the Timeless.