mounds of sand or rock
in ever increasing, changing, receding
emotionless except for only human attachments
old sea lines
that never were again
it will go inside of itself and back again before the sun gets here
probably after human extinction
but if the last brown dwarf
in the last dying galaxy
has some dna around it
time after time after
change
movement
constant entropic
maybe conscious
double slit
psilocin
i hate you
i hate myself
toaster in the bath
it was about material
so money is a good gauge of it
reckless and shortsighted
against the intelligence that allowed profit from shortsightedness
constant schizofrenic tension
the bubbling of things
the inherent movement
relative to a stillness
or something