Universe City

There’s a subsistence to


A Reality

That underpins our daft pursuits

Our potential. Potentially.

(Or particularly.)

Tethered to an expansive experiment.

A symphonic unraveling of Truth.

We call it, the universe.

As in, one song.

One.. two, three, four.


The downbeat of eternity exploded forth as

The Maestro, masterful in intention

Recieved us back into


And then, we remember.

It was Love all along.

Documenting the journey through.

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