Wave of Consciousness

We are all galaxies with mild atmospheres pooling idioms at the centrifugal edge. Hyperbolic halos inhale and exhale intention as punctuation dictates the virgin throat of cosmic verbiage.

Celestial Scribble

Amongst the nebula, squiggles and sketches of planetary prose masquerade adroitly as the casual dark matter muse. Consider, if you will, Saturn’s obsession with existential haikus hidden behind its rings.

Temporal Tango

Waltzing through spacetime's notes we tally errors as paralleled illusions of past allusion exclaim silently in their corner. The tango of cosmic moments is oft scribed solitarily, alas, irreverently.