Saturday, June 30, 2012

(every line is related to the line above it like a closed chain of events in the space of thoughts.....)

Axions flinging


the axioms,

jumping...

laughter filling

heaven's oceans...

swells;

Tide

... Time

Waiting for everyone

makes

lonesome

guitar without

a string

theory of

spacetime

Expanding

horizons,

minds, Superminds

dancing with The

God

= human

race is colour blind

As if a curse

Can cure a blind

If you show him

the light,

through the windows,

From the stars

Watching our

Past,

Brain's kaleidoscope...

inside gray...

And white matter...

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