Skywards

Vectors and planes / Sectors and lanes / Checkered brain / Conjecture strange / Pressure makes plain / What treasure remains / Cranium intrusion / Lifetime training for revolution / Every grain introducing / Movement in the woods: a mouthful rustling / Incalculable hustling / The palpable pulsing that can’t hide / Gestalt is emulsion in Gaia’s eye / Blind faith is the compulsion to trust lies / Non-propulsion thrust drive / Just a mystery of the sky / Maybe we’re not the only Mote in God’s Eye / Like chaos wasn’t all she wrote? / Fuck it I’m just starting with “Why?”