Truth reveled with a tilted swan necked flask and boiled nutrient broth a few generations back.
Origin stories part of poetic language and the veneration of the past as self reflective composition.
Origin stories part of poetic language and the veneration of the past as self reflective composition.
traveling within the still flat surface plane
Everything makes waves in its passage
Everything leaves a wake behind
Energetic expansion extension exchange
away from the origin of the field disturbance and the returning displaced environs
Temporal tickling acoustic resonance responsive realm
Trembling tactile temperamental transit tension tolerance trip tracking
Time spent together
closeness and distance
the space between objects feeling
companionship sensitivity
contours complexity currents
hope has an echo
formless and undefined things still cast shadows
trusting in ability of touch and transfer
balanced circulation gradual adjustment
aggregated deposits accumulating conglomerate symmetry
compositional metamorphism elemental equilibrium
greetings and farewells all around
all stirred
all in the mix
collectively unable to reverse course or cover up tracks we leave behind
individually perceiving movement in relationship to a singularity that is self and other objects or things
internal location spirit level will power life propeller active in nearly everything all around
a lot of crossing paths
a lot of intersecting souls
a lot of combinations of energies
a lot of potential possibility in the solution regeneration culture growing in medium we find ourselves in