This channel is too crowded
Too much interference from the infinitude
So many different voices talking at once
Yet they have nothing new to say
She shares my illusions
We converse with the old gods
Then try to write something new
Only to be whipped back into the endless cycle
If infinity has existed for eternity
Then there can be nothing new to do
All possibilities have been achieved
From the terribly mundane to the incomprehensible
Or else we'll just keep spreading
Into the wonderous world of endless possibility
Expanding all the time
Never to return to the past
As I shed old gods for new
Like a reptilian shedding skin
I feel the overwhelming thought of eternity within
Multiplied by the infinity without
She shares my illusions
Recognizes the ascension of new aeons
Envisions the coming harvests to higher densities
As we ultimately merge into the immutable I and I
Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 8:39 PM UTC
This channel is too crowded
Too much interference from the infinitude
So many different voices talking at once
Yet they have nothing new to say
She shares my illusions
We converse with the old gods
Then try to write something new
Only to be whipped back into the endless cycle
If infinity has existed for eternity
Then there can be nothing new to do
All possibilities have been achieved
From the terribly mundane to the incomprehensible
Or else we'll just keep spreading
Into the wonderous world of endless possibility
Expanding all the time
Never to return to the past
As I shed old gods for new
Like a reptilian shedding skin
I feel the overwhelming thought of eternity within
Multiplied by the infinity without
She shares my illusions
Recognizes the ascension of new aeons
Envisions the coming harvests to higher densities
As we ultimately merge into the immutable I and I
