I cannot see you, but eye can !
Ears cannot hear, but the heart can,
Smart Sherlock's wisdom
might deduce the essence of your silent deflection.
Spiralling on the thermals of the mind,
the higher eye soars surveying the event horizon that
spreads like an oil slick before my gaze,
The world and all that's in it , out of it,
Spinning ,spinning. I can see,
And of that interaction, that total neural interface,
that synthesia of being
Was that the step out of the Old?
I'll finish for today and carry on.
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 2:33 PM UTC
I cannot see you, but eye can !
Ears cannot hear, but the heart can,
Smart Sherlock's wisdom
might deduce the essence of your silent deflection.
Spiralling on the thermals of the mind,
the higher eye soars surveying the event horizon that
spreads like an oil slick before my gaze,
The world and all that's in it , out of it,
Spinning ,spinning. I can see,
And of that interaction, that total neural interface,
that synthesia of being
Was that the step out of the Old?
I'll finish for today and carry on.
