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Increments
Nostalgic for
something I've never experienced,
for some place I've never visited
but feels so familiar,
so bizarre and far out..
I float through fantasies..
I drift through dimensions..
I sense and exist in the
infinite suspension
experienced and examined
in increments.
I'm the candid choice,
the instrument through which
this infinite force
is projected,
residing in every region of my being
as well as in Earth and all throughout the universe.
I know I wasn't the first to see the significance of this eternally evolving
mystery and I shan't be the last..
as time lags by we try to learn to see
what our reality could really be.
something I've never experienced,
for some place I've never visited
but feels so familiar,
so bizarre and far out..
I float through fantasies..
I drift through dimensions..
I sense and exist in the
infinite suspension
experienced and examined
in increments.
I'm the candid choice,
the instrument through which
this infinite force
is projected,
residing in every region of my being
as well as in Earth and all throughout the universe.
I know I wasn't the first to see the significance of this eternally evolving
mystery and I shan't be the last..
as time lags by we try to learn to see
what our reality could really be.
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