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Kaleidoscope Explosion

My kaleidoscope can see more than yours can

You see, my vision perceives an endless tunnel

I see beyond, through, into and within deep dimensions.

But, my tunnel curves and winds

And finds;

It travels worlds at a speed too quick to be set in some structured foundation.

You may never mold my discoveries into one lump of clay

Nor analyze my ways by means of simply looking in the books.

I do not fit inside pages of books, novels, fancy literature clips

My media is so diverse, yet entrapped, that my kaleidoscope has a filtration system

Thoughts, inspirations, memories, knowledge, creation, desire, passion, fortitude, destiny, birth, love, lust, war, hate,

These all sift into secret containers.

Not that these containers remain sealed, but they are merely closed off for a time when I must venture a new avenue.

Once the containers of fragmented discoveries and evidence have been sifted and complied below I fly to a new height

This height is so tall it can stretch across global affairs

I am the first to believe

Oh, yes I am a believer, baby

Yet there is one major discrepancy that I have come to bring towards attention

I have this announcement!

Suddenly, my kaleidoscope becomes a microphone and I can sing my tales

I sing through the visions and far beyond, above, behind, near, close to

You see, I have much importance to tell

Which is why my kaleidoscope has become a volcanic eruption

I explode into detail of the unknown

The possible

What if?