Cheers to the things that keep you up nights,
Here's to the things that make you feel truly alive,
The fascinating occurrence when,
Life and thought exist harmoniously,
moments during the timeline,
The resulting disposition is perfect union,
A wonderful shiver of oscillation,
between the Sensor and the Scenery,
Melting into the one,
Losing even the identity,
Becoming Zero,
Spiraling and imploding into the self nullity,
Then suddenly,
In radiant rupture,
The zero is and always has been,
Infinite.