Lost in the outer spaces of my mind
Laps around the sun
Passing through astral patterns
Collecting fragments of dreams and visions from dust clouds of exploding stars. Watching the world from my lawn chair on mars. To infinity and beyond. Indefinitely invisionious a few incisions deep into the disection of the universe. Nebulae found in the retinas of my iris.
Neurons resemble clusters of stars .
The carbon dating found in the irony
Of the existence of existence
Has a futuristic mind
Searching for the imcomprable
Parable that is defined time.
Washing up on shores insignificance
And significant unsolvable mystery.
Smoke and mirrors reflect ripples of inadequate illusions. A water slide of uncertainty and confusion let you plunge into the depths of confusion.
Sequences of repeating fractals that repeat infinitely. Everything already happened and never happened. Linear binary 010100011010 celestial codex that puzzle pieces together the almanac of the universe. Late night thoughts swindle you into unraveling never ending periods of viscous circles and prehistoric instincts as you plunder in and out sleep. Lights flickering on and off until the lights go out. Blackness. Is there an end? Was there ever a begining? I just woke up here. Nothing but side effects to the amnesia Doppler effect of life. Odds evening out as natural selection rules over life like an infection. An equation anticipated my existence long before I exiested that decided me to be what I am to be. Rather than an insect without a conscious. God is a con artist conning the conscious into believing in relativity and entitlement. I don't consent to the consensus of the universe so I live in my head. Measuring the gaps from my feet to my dreams. As a lose sleep and live lucid. I wonder if I ever was awake. And was just lost in deep sleep. Where when I do eventually wake up from this timeless nap I find it all was a dream and life was just something I projected in my head. When I was unconscious laying in my bed.