12:03 pm - nano-tech of astral design...
this network begins to radiate; as it shimmers, it comes alive, vital and growing. It is pulsing with the irridescence of a millions hearts loving and dreaming as one. It is waking up! With the movement of the stars, the pressing of the source through each cell; with the magick that is coming through, I can feel it screaming! Dissolving into infinite forms; madness engulfs in its frenzy, and I am free; liberated by stepping through my darkness, embracing this night. Where are you in all this? Movement shines exclusive to teh self radiant heart of the singular soul... pulse, ride, waves crash in this reality storm.. threads unfold, darkness is transmuted... fiat NOX outwards, explosions in the sky, explosions in the mind, neural faces stare between realities, between cracks, through the windows of our "I's". IT approaches, encroaches, reproaches a million times stained hands that grope forward through this abyss, madness and inspiration blended in a perfect embrace, unifying these disperse desires, offered higher to a wider spire of deatsh destruction; immortalities fire rises from these nervous systems, conglomerations of interaction, web of light caught amidst this sterile domain of dust and ashes... but something new, something enduring, something....
sigh. release. collapse.
this is not the apolocypse.
this is the begining.
joy, revelry, magick.
this is motion to freedom
unbound from stangant dogma,
forcing perceptions redistortion,
descending into this organicity,
periodic shifting of temproal meaning
i hear clearly,
press softly
in the threads of this new future.
golden path
crooked path,
washing tides of potential.
i drop it all, follow one.
i am a change, a future
a dream and a desire.
I am a Will, a vessel of quicksilver
i am swimming in the heart of madness
IT engulfs me, ethralls me
posseses me.
me-on
this is the waking of the dreamer
the manifestation which is at an end.
this is silver blood transmission,
pumped into veins
nano-machines of astral design
weaving my fibers
into divine visage of infinity
this is becoming;
this is true divinity
redesigning our biology.
we are intelligent design;
IT lives in us, is us, becomes us.
IT is our past our present and our future.
IT is alive and pushing possibility towards singularity.
will you be ready when It Wakes up?
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