Aquarius.
An age
not so
long ago.
Bell bottoms,
tie-dyes.
Simpler.
Naive.
A time
of song,
dance
and flowers.
Little
suspecting
what’s to
come.
Innocence
lost.
Beneath
the surface.
Development.
Change
taking
root.
New powers
in embryonic
form.
Growing.
Expanding.
Looking
skyward.
Technology
t­aking form.
Penetrating.
Subtly
expanding
percolating
throughout.
Endea­ring
to all.
Capturing
hearts,
minds and
souls.
Psychedelic
technology.
Influencing
thought.
Controlli­ng
minds,
directing
actions.
Soon, a
global
spell was
cast.
A new
age dawned.
The world
of control
thus was
born.
Sweeping
innocence
away.

Tea cup.
Philosophy
in a
cup
of tea.
Great minds
down
through
the ages.
Argue
positions.
Issues
large and
small
spun around,
digested.
Philosophical
questions
on truth,
meaning,
reality.
Great schools
thus derived.
Grand issues,
determinations
declared.
Stirring
debate.
Working with
limitations.
Limited
scope.
Limited
resources.
Limited
under­standing.
Condemned
all, to
spinning
in a
cup of
tea.

Delusion.
Center
of the
universe.
Made
in the
image of.
Deluded.
Self
impressed.
Self
important.
By whose
measure?
Nothing
to measure
against.
Internal
data points
nothing
more.
Autobiographical.
Gazing
in the
mirror.
Seeing
all there
is to
see.
Swirling
in the
cosmic
wind.
Adrift
in false
reality.
Self
inflicted
delusion.
Grappling.
Dancing
with ghosts.
Nothing
is what
it seems.
Inhabiting
the finite.
Simple
place
to be.

Empire.
Spinning
island of
stars.
Sparks
emerge.
Sparking
up to
fizzle
out.
Fireworks
throughout.
Some take
root.
Seeds
reaching
out.
Developing.
Expanding,
roots
sprea­ding,
digging in.
Star to
star the
growth
flows.
No others
found,
faded away.
Endless
real estate,
empire
grows.
From
nothing
to
everything.
That’s how
it unfolds.

Dot.
Dot
in the
void.
Endless
expanse.
One
tiny mote
lost in
creation.
All earthly
events
occurring
on one
speck.
One
fleck
of flotsam.
Civilizations
large and
small
marching
on the
point
of a
pin.
Forever
declining
in importance,
center
of nothing.
Negligible
mote
in the
endlessness.

Spiraling
inward.
Deep
dive to
a different
place.
An infinite
place.
Designed
for purpose.
Leaving
one for
the next.
Fractal
trajectory.
Never ending.
One way
for another.
Write
new rules
for new
realties.
Endless
vistas to
explore.
Infinite
existence
to do so.
On the
edge.
Currently
on the
edge
of the
next
great leap.
Melding
technology,
human
redesign.
Leaving
current
creatio­n
behind.

Ghosts.
Creation’s
ghosts.
Universal
spirit.
Ether
bound,
dimensi­onally
spread.
Everywhere.
Every time.
All at
once.
Universal
consciousness
fabric
rippling
throughout.
Ener­gy
pulsating,
congealing.
Bits and
pieces
limited
scope.
Minute
part of
the whole.
Spinning
up, crashing
back again.
Reabsorbed
to reemerge.
Creations
milieu.
Wild thrashings
of the
way
things are.