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Tick Tock

through vortices spinning and swirling through time
in the blink of an eye arriving to find
just beginning the end of what was
consciousness changing simply because

space is a place in which we can dream
travel and journey, float in a stream
of electromagnetic currents that flow
twisting and pinching for new stars to grow

from plasma entwining electrically
providing conditions for life to be
providing sensations, inspiring more
consciousness of what we are here for

in vortices spinning and swirling through time
remembering always it's all in the mind
waking and sleeping, dreaming along,
this incarnation is where we belong

for the next minute, next hour, next day
everyone everywhere's slipping away
tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tock
time's an illusion, there is no clock

just the beginning of the end of what was
consciousness changing simply because
through vortices spinning and swirling through time
whatever we look for is what we find..
Written by bcpoet (Lawrence)
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