Imagine being my universe inside my universe inside my universe and i am each element that connects and intertwines its systematic tapestry. Exploring the very essence of your existance sliding across your astroplane as you bring remission of plagues into my membrane while atmospheric energies combine with telepathic vibrations. Big Bang like the theory and evolutionary like the fact, deep mental unconciousness in my slumber hovering over my mind's eye as i drift on the sea of R.E.M. Are we them? 2 shooting stars streaking across space and time dancing on the constellation and dining in the cosmic dusts. Parallels that co-exists in a viscious cycle of repetious vanity or they that take vanity and make it worthy of glory by creating and tellin the story? Or simply we ARE? Yes..... we are!
Spaced Out,
Micah Shawn