Glassy insignificants, contained in space…reflections, illusions..the splendor of kaleidoscope.
Kaleidoscopic minds, contained in time…drama and emotion, the splendor of life.
Life and the hunt for its metaphors, finding the metaphor = finding life? Meaning shrouded in complexity.
Complexity gushing out of every singularity, in a rush to obscure the obvious.
The obvious hidden under layers of evolution, mutations and discrete manifestations.
Manifestation of energy, as matter – yes, thats what started it all.
All that exists but a singular energy.
Energy that insists on manifesting.
Manifesting as an another, to itself.
Itself blinded by its own.
Own, a kaleidescope.
Kaleidoscope. Insignificant pieces, contained in space…reflections, illusions..the splendor of glass!
The Naked Soul 