Is the multiverse unlikely, meaning unlikable to us,
because liking multiples of the same things
seems all too impersonal?
Do you ever get the impression that we all concoct alter egos
because these creative blends of us,
seem more colorful, more pleasing as when we put on airs or
our Sunday best?
In the spirit of good versus evil,
it is in the realm of dreams that that wishy-washy haze happens
to occur to us naturally, like swirls, repetitively, relevant, fractal and
to occur to us naturally, like swirls, repetitively, relevant, fractal and
speaking to us in a language we have forgotten
but makes perfect sense.
but makes perfect sense.
While conversely,
the domain of fright lurks in the mulberry shade,
she had red nectar dripping from yellow teeth,
thick with motive
thick with motive
and a mare, a black unicorn
rides across the endocarpous venom of night.
rides across the endocarpous venom of night.
Aha! By chance
what ever shape it was, a light shone on Idea,
inhabitants of both Inverses,
yet you are the only connection
to Brilliance.
yet you are the only connection
to Brilliance.
Fear- as in pure concentration on failure,
shall break focus of the glass eyed many,
the multitudes, multitudinous,
appear as a collective blur,
there must be just one
that blinks...
that blinks...
Inside,
i seek connection and likeness in this
one way reflection. From inside mind shells,
these walking souls on water wheels,
were still
were still
spinning too fast
and wet behind the ears.
and wet behind the ears.
Painting By Alice Bailly (self-portrait, 1917) in [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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