the internet just a fog of techno
electrogonadatropins more than just foggy audio
And visual
the sudden clap of bulky sheets of rubberized energy erupts to a scene.
The idea of multiple biologically parallel palaces in the extra galactic dimension of space time where being everywhere at once and the no where at all do make a probabilistic kind of sense shuffle
through scales in the power of 10
To About -- now!
Foucault, foggy duel
Between the humanoid
Vs. intelligent space snake
A Dr Who episode in the background
Along with a young Pat Metheny on the "gear up" shifting chords for a long haul guitar solo. Cymbals crashed like fireworks on the horizon. An electric hilly bass guitar punctuates the regal
Fall of night this winter.
Snapping
pistols at ten paces breaking my bones in ten different places.
Yet
the snake creature losses the bet
And a barefoot humanoid gingerly Steps out side and
Places an anachronistic step
Next to a bigger fresh dinosaur print. Then he seems to change his mind once more and steps back into his hissing time machine.
A long fog follows! Between the sun and the Earth and eventually the moon until the latest sentient humanoid emerge from disorder
Angst and huge bets against entropy. The Big bang was just monumental moments before the flash from polliwog to artificial intelligence, a trippy trifle to the spinning, smiling fog that broke out into a star and awoke the spirit into
gazing back into the illusive navel of creation. On scales both big and small, we wink into the mirror and gaze into the microcosm and macro-petri dishes and dare to gaze into tomorrow.
