Craterous deep I worry about your sanity How many got it wrong to the one who got it right?
The sun rises early There is no mind It just bugs a little because night is so sumblime I can see maybe 126 different points of existance And have them twinkle twist with a thousand years They hold their presence with confidence befit a head of state Royal rocks of alienate
It is day and now I must jump into the stream Put on my overalls and cross -pollenate with the hive And drop a pebbled throw into the blanket of thought Spark quick and be forgot