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Wandering through a cosmic field of various arranged flowers and foliage, the sky being a backdrop of utter gradual dissipation

as well as the petals of the flowers themselves being nothing but dynamic fragilities, in a more obvious way than this persistent, fluid gradient dream subject to human canvassing.

 

a beautiful fabric encases a whole void of surroundings upon ascension,

Until suddenly you’re simultaneously returned from a so called head space, warm pixellated sheets cover and saturate,  

the contrast of all unfoldings of everything you’ve known ever suddenly comes to a conclusive end, an epiphany. 

all the places you've ever been are appendages of permeation,

the concept of places becoming just that. The entirety of your vision of entirety flooding towards and away, faces and bodies away in the fog, of foreign ground.

you have no choice but to witness newspaper clippings of print describe sogging up

the pink difference of slightness saturating.

visual specimins in a clear lens of what's said to be tangible in an enshrouded emptiness

Author's Notes/Comments: 

stream of consciousness science fiction poem

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