Light disguised as time
Pictures search for memories
Lost inside a mind
Patterns overlap
Ideas produce more ideas
Time and space expand
Nature is motion
Telescopes are time machines
The past travels on
something from nothing
no evidence of purpose
nothing from something
Conditions counted
Circumstances coalesce
Cirrus clouds cackling
Gratitude yields time
Discernment without judgment
Heritable lives
What we are, we are
Belief is irrelevant
What will come, will come
Knowing bones and blood
Metastatic memories
Unresectable
most things won't add up
existence will not bleed out
choose a cause of death
Void of intention
Unknowing a consciousness
Most things can't be said
Behind the mirror
Vortices of consciousness
Edifying lives
Through and through we knew
Life searches for what is true
Hence the extra hue
Life is uncertain
Get some sunshine on your face
Soon we will be clouds
Minding mindless men
Masticated memories
Mutilating mist
It is what it is
It will never be the same
It ain't what it ain't
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