We come looped back and forth infinite upon this plane.
All experience gels into itself catalysis gooing yet remains ungoo'ed.
Who we are is figments of this basket and that collecting from this dimension and that.
One spike strikes the mind affecting conscious mental aether electifies, plucking synapse physically reroutes emotional body looping back into itself and out.
Perpetual film flowing through lens stamped and projected onto screens of life for viewing.
Movement may come from any beginning, middle or end looping is not linear unless the loop is cut.
Felt Inspired by my Poetic friends Onoma and Kensho