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V 0.1 (pre-alpha) they say it's like a big brain the network how binary, like morse code tapped out faster than the speed of visible light with tiny fingers of sand can hop from one dimension to another here a porno clip there a thanka of non duality how does one make love to the universe? spilling seeds into space and dotting the stars with voice from a babbling throat seeking its first words to hear and be heard There is no concept that can define the condition of "what is" what is dropped and re-sent at the sleepy call of collision lights love's lost journey on the wings of a satellite showered on deaf dunes sweet voice spilled into the dark a message unheard passes quiet through the night |
V 0.2 (alpha, harmonic with phase collision) they say it's like your neurons the nodes that make the internet how binary, like Morse code tapped faster than the speed of light tiny fingers of sand alight dimensionalities a porno clip with razor blades a thanka of non duality when making love to the universe spilling seeds into space and time dot the stars with a restless voice distress the stars with the babbling voice correct the stars with the Maker's voice then quietly go to screensaver mode There is no concept that can define the condition of "what is" what is dropped and re-sent at the sleepy call of collision lights love's lost journey on the wings of a satellite showered on deaf dunes sweet voice spilled into the dark a message unheard passes quiet through the night |
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