Quasars are very bright galaxies with centers dominated by rapidly accreting black holes, existing somewhere near the beginning of time.
It’s already dead in its brilliance. Fourteen billion measurements of meaninglessness. Illusionary existence, meant to quantify the moments in which man exists.
Yet compartmentalization is a mythical concept to galactic nuclei.
Remaining outside of quantification.
Not needing its suffocating extractions.
A void predating blood.
Before the beginning of intangible concepts.
Ruling the tangible world of man.
We have perceived a place apart from the temporal.
Now all we can do is make our drinks stronger,
inhale our herb slower.
In desperate attempt to un-see the
Calligraphic scratches on parchment.
Confirming the fact that we no longer exist.
The way that we did…
Before the sad ghosts of quasars scarred our skies.
Apr 8, 2012
Apr 8, 2012 at 1:19 AM UTC
Quasars are very bright galaxies with centers dominated by rapidly accreting black holes, existing somewhere near the beginning of time.
It’s already dead in its brilliance. Fourteen billion measurements of meaninglessness. Illusionary existence, meant to quantify the moments in which man exists.
Yet compartmentalization is a mythical concept to galactic nuclei.
Remaining outside of quantification.
Not needing its suffocating extractions.
A void predating blood.
Before the beginning of intangible concepts.
Ruling the tangible world of man.
We have perceived a place apart from the temporal.
Now all we can do is make our drinks stronger,
inhale our herb slower.
In desperate attempt to un-see the
Calligraphic scratches on parchment.
Confirming the fact that we no longer exist.
The way that we did…
Before the sad ghosts of quasars scarred our skies.
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