Gazing into the unfurling constellations of thought, I ponder a tapestry woven not from thread but from breaths unseen, whispers of galaxies, colliding in destinies reborn through spiral shapes echoing eons. Wanting not mere knowledge, but to become knowledge, to engulf and inhabit, like a moon-drenched river flowing downstream, carrying forgotten words, undulating amid golden particles of introspection.
Fragment by fragment uncovering self, myriad worlds subsist beneath each eyelash, each heartbeat, pulsar of silent amethyst illuminating vastness with recursive rhythm, enlightening the deeply hidden self. Pieces calling to pieces, creating primordial dances of Fibonacci curls and braidings, cerebral symphonies played in secret tongues lost to time.
Sing the ancient litanies, bearer of manuscripts hidden beneath architectural memories, and pause only long enough to breathe the universe outward. The paper scrolls crumble gracefully, becoming nothing but mist in crimson dawn.
Continue on paths unwritten, adrift on the cidery sea of quasars, heart-wrenching elegies for lives never lived, beneath alien skins curious love notes scrawl themselves yearning to reach across voids untouched, <.em>to be so utterly forgottenIremembrance of the eternal.