(INNER SPACIAL)
And here I sit watching all these things erupt from seeming nothingness.
Atoms prearranged and rearranged.
We but these flesh covered supercomputers.
Electrical impulses and free range thought superimposed planetary as the universe shines, such an intricate backdrop prosed as the universal knows.
I the very core of a fallen 🌟 which in freefall impacted planetary, maybe in the milky way, maybe on a planet in the constellation Serius B.
Such are the things I see pineally.
From the atomic to the mustard seed, from the ant to the mountains standing majestically, stages, signs and degrees as the children of pharaohs fall to their knees, prostrate and submit to these lyrics of divinity.
I but a bard sitting on concrete in a man made conundrum, oh ho hum as these days physical pass me by, as once I cried and once I laughed, I shall once pass away.
All these things I and I have seen will be but memories dissipating cosmically, I into the ether shall be.
JERALD hamzahfaruq.jm@gmail.com MURPHY
