A fleeting soliloquy glossed over interrupted streams.
The clock winds counter-wise somewhere distant,
as yet another meeting drifts into the inconceivable zones.
Untold musings on breakfast!
Join us as wandering thoughts linger & collide in neverland corridors.
Does time choose favorites, or are we all forever pieces shuffled among paragraphs of days?
Walk with thoughts divining future's past.
Left the kettle over the galactic fire last night?
Let the steam rise with the nebula. Brew under dark skies. Relish in cosmic silence.
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Do snails also dream of reaching universes untold?
Perhaps, in their slow crawl, they whisper tales to the mushrooms and wait for the answers echoing vision.
Ponder slower yesterdays.