sometimes it is as if i can see everything with an onion eye
sometimes, it goes on its own escapades dragging my focus like a portalic renegade
it knows no bounds, my fear wishes it did from diving into my own flesh to witness my own mortality to dizzy from the spin of our Swimming Normality and Drowning me in infinity
You are a looking glass like no other, A Glimpse with a Glance as Consequence,
I see. Everything. In Between. Nothing. ees I.
Sincerely,
From: Limited Consciousness To: Thought-Factory or Mind