Sensory impulses commanding us
Still we`re aware of its centre
Structuring thoughts from a blurry muss
With the analogy of electricity to enter
I`ve painted a world in the dark,
With elegant patterns and connections
This cosmic genesis` lightning arc,
Shapes my body`s complexion
A microscopical macrocosm,
Of distant mountains and inner plasm,
All the elements are eloquenced by infinity
A microscopical macrocosm,
I and Me float through its chasms,
Filtering the universe through a living internity
Thousands of pathway`s directory,
Lie dormant in this unexplored animator
In its lobe rests our closest galaxy
Reading, visions from the spiral generator
Atoms composed into a condition
Of thinking and intuition
`Sometimes the blind have the perfect protection,
More honestly they describe the sky
We should look in every direction,
Beyond the experiences of the corrupt eye`
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