There is a number that knows itself Logic has predicted its numberness at most but logic does not know to what it matches
Within its coordinateless space beyond the mind the number has formed itself at the expense of fixing a masterpiece about a lover made of the shape of one’s desire becoming that one pure desire of and to and for All
or simply invisible known to none matterless formless filling temporary silhouettes until silhouettes collapse unknowingly about their barbapapaic nature to the unknowing
so what you call
‘grand’ ‘poetry’
the combination of chosen words made of letters presenting duality between me and me made of the sound of the form of one’s ever changing body in one’s mind Vibrates
in such frequency that when one reads one connects one to one ( like in maths – and a bit more complex than that considering sensual feedbacks etc :)) and transforms almost vectorial to
some resulting frequency of an irreversible altered state and a doses of future changes but such occurrence cannot take place when once known
OOPS!
such occurrence takes place if it is irrevocable of the finite shells of time
a true joker has a pure skin as such through a veil of pores nothingness floats towards its knowing keeps oneself as is unknown to all the separateness there is Thus the program forgets (:D = thankfully) or runs infinitely at a place : ‘this could be heaven and this could be hell’ as in Hotel California
so you should know for yourself if you wanna make it love because
If you not It’s then someone else because It is always someone as reasoning goes
it is a manifestation of the self a contextualization of a narrative as story requires as story unfolds
I always remind myself to keep up to one reason just which eventually are no words but sound or silence of a reflection on an expanding surface of a bubble in pure unfixable color
Oh words of preconditioned unoriginals manifestations of self adorations what is there to be said or heard or grasped?
when All stories are the same?
Shaped extensions of one source sticking out repeatedly to tell one thing just expanding the bubble within the bubble and the bubble
just to be heard once as big as a Hum
en route exit as scriptures call it but am I gonna be able to hear it? (or you or us … )