..I like to be alone when I gaze, let the vision of the heavens hold my soul, hope to hope that someone, or something is looking back at me, hoping for the same thing. Full focus on my gaze, my body drowning in the depths of the earths shadows, I begin to see from another perspective. Feeling our movement through this seemingly calm and empty space, I watch in patterns of waves, in a bit of a 'daze', as far becomes near, and near becomes far, the true scale of the universe revealing itself to me. Streeks of light splatter my view like moths on a windshield, reflecting moon lit light on this most rare of summer nights. And then it happens, something changes, a mood switches, and I realize not only am I choking from the shadows and the dewwy textured air stimulating a now subliminal sense of feeling, but I am drowning in my own sole perspective. You see, between the lights and throughout, is chaos. At the very tip of reality lies the quantum jittering, tearing, ripping, and healing(via 'super'-strings) of the FABRIC of space-time ITSELF, of reality itself. We are witnessing so much more than we are seeing. Now closing my eyes, ignoring the light and its opposing siblings, sounds emerge like the first drops of rain on a lucidly calm pond, reviving its corruption of the surface. These dissonant vibrations interpreted to harmony by the ears of only a select few, are so rare and so precious. To be one of the few to hear and hold its pulsing soul, the soul of our existence, to become an evolving harmony and not just a single note, can even still, leave one in question. But IT IS THAT, ITSELF, the question that drives us to evolve. Evovle to hear, to see, to feel, and to become these patterns of vibration that unlock a singularity that has been longing to be renewed...inside each and every blink of chaos that manifests itself in the shape of a human soul. A F E R M I O N V I B R A T I O N.
