vivid dream
Don't close your eyes but cut the cords of light from entering them and see beyond the horizon past the conciseness's black abyss into a realm of pure infinitive creation that we hold as a man .- Kobe Black onyx surrounds you. A window opens and shines a dull florescent light through as if you watch the dust float endlessly in a room glistening in the morning . Beams of curiosity shine through and touch the very soul of imagination as each individual particle glows as it is needed. Cutting through the geometry of reflection and void; falls a feather ,cutting through like a swallow in the spring sky. And so it begins.π Gazing toward the golden heavens a rich with fertil abundant root shreds its path through the very skin of this earth and towers over your feather .as color starts to fill the space it so awfully wanted to fill it grows and a nest as big as the sun sits above the limbs and touches the heavens gracefully .a gust of wind like from a hurricane slashes through the day and reviels the keeper of the lock of which you possess the key .like a silhouette of an angel he parses from Olympic sky to humble my presence with grace and curiousity. now the story is yours to fullfil oh beautiful mind.Create it.
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