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In the magical universe there are electric storms.
The mind is both quiet and loud.
And none of these things�
Or� Any of these things...
Honed in the flames of genius and madness -
And premeditation of evils.

The only certainty is uncertainty.
And we like it like that
Because we are quantum-pendulum states of being -
Rolling under the waves
Something like members of an order of disorder.
Awaiting our waves�

The world�s riches only incited the sincerest form laughter.
And I looked at you and I saw the same.
And I did not feel so alone.

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Written by Cipher_O

(WarlordoftheWrittenWord)

Published 18th May 2021

Author's Note

Sprung forth from observations and insights, only partially my own. And I dig that.

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Re. Poet[z en]nter

Ahavati (Tams)

18th May 2021 5:26pm

Bravo. Beautiful. Like the visible tops of mushrooms, we are clearly visible on the surface, but not the living biome below. That threadlike mycelium of intricate networks connecting different life-forms with one another. When we recognize that, particularly in the eyes of another human, we understand that we are not alone.

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Cipher_O (WarlordoftheWrittenWord)

19th May 2021 2:46am

The living biome below... Like the structure of an iceberg.

Our interactions have made me reflect. Yes. The understanding. The willful and conscious placement of attention in order to recognize that which is... Deep Underground, you might say... The integral aspect of the process.

Thank you!