White noise, connecting fog of disparate dreams

Self-shards scattered, fragmented masks

True instinct clouded, constructed cosmesis

Ensnared in tangled webs of projection


Flat fragments of perfect perception through warped lens

Absolution at the last supper of consumption.

Transmuted child-mind, curious, questing,

A revisaged sphere vivid, new, unbound.


Unfettered dreams flow through lens

Of human synthesis, crystalline truths

from rivers of thoughts. Improbable visions

Manifest with new code of courage.

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