"We can love, we can hate, and even kill, with the choice we decide to make with those cells. That choice still resides within the single individual."
If dimensions were slightly rounded metal cymbals hung on a string, each would have a different ring to it. Likewise, if the hole was large enough for a simulated planet to pass through, then there would be a mental picture of the movement of strings holding planets as they slowly travel up into higher dimensions. … Continue reading Universal Ethereal String
the dream / recurrent / dark planet of / cliffs and crevices we / leapt / trained / fought in / total darkness / only scent to / guide so / we became / adept to / aloneness and / the smell of / predators / repeat / through cycles / same space / similar … Continue reading Stream Of Consciousness | 5.4