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Day of Fox Feet

I feel like the town Now runs around with scissors Cobblestones in heels Litter of puppies Please forgive this hubris storm And help baby proof Keep the wolves at bay As I imagine lessons That may edify Wild and crazy But each carries spark of hope And promise of more If power remains Let it be to herd these cats As was done for me So claims defended May be as roots upended Sproutlings replanted And errant dreamers Might be rescued from these snares On this holiday I am a novice But in any way I can Let me help clean up 

Quarrel

Would you not agree Freedom found in love's bindings Is worth preserving? Would you disagree With the claim that love most true Is of another? Must it then be true That I am a foreigner Though form formed in full by You? Must a man journey To appreciate his home And truly find it? Why wrestle all night If a broken bull would do? You have the power The pieces all fit Nothing is necessary I dare say perfect Tiny fuzzy flaws Seen but not calculated Are still yours to judge Or let them be judged 🤷 I have asked many questions Might we walk and talk?

Single String Unstrung

The bullseye arrow Was loosed with my bow unstrung And aim untaken I'd like to believe That all my target practice Was meant for something In silence I heard Only in calm could I see The shape from the start The pieces all fit Nothing wanting (from the start/in the end) And nothing needed "Will one understand?" "Will the son of man find faith?" I have tried so hard In one moment lost My struggling focus lapsed My soul took a breath I saw threaded sound An eternal song, perfect Resonant film scene Then my heart it broke All along I heard the notes But not the order 

Whimper Amplified

One broken hearted From dust made hearts to echo Two to multiply Though well intentioned This love's pretty reflections Could not dazzle all Perhaps by design Was timing a little off? Curtain drawn too soon? For we dance on stage But one of us like a ghost In heartbreak forming And hearts still echo Deaf to invisible strings But strings stay as strong Now the stage is set Love keeps stepping to the mic And hearing silence This is the highline Building silence resounding Shaking the rafters Driving us all mad The same force that drove us here Driving us back home

Building Blocks

Searching for endless One must only look within I, my own first words These permutations Building blocks in lengths of chain Chains laid side by side How players are paired Regardless of perspective This is worth keeping I see it crafted A lonely builder hoping To reveal the spark Where life's appearance Through appearances becomes Love everlasting Hope in full knowledge Such a beautiful concept I have only glimpsed For I started here In ignorant soup of strands In this game of life Though perhaps to dream... Could even these parts sum me? Ye Dare Not Assume

Idle Tongues, Unidle Hands

Sometimes agreement Binds too deeply for its taste Too long forgotten For you donned these clothes Spoke to recapture their hearts Then remained silent Did some piece of you Stay so agreement remained Now a lonely guard? The torch since put out But head and tail disagree Still from darkness strikes I asked for Wisdom Instead of the stone found chains I cut without shame I knew not their name Though as we circle the drain I discover why Some cuts must be made The most precise incisions Still hurt all the same So I lament loss Even as you are regained Paired patient Hope blooms

Stone Between Sword

Show me when to stay my sword When enemy loved means a demon spared The lie let lie another day I do not see into their hearts as you do My curiosity gets the best of me So does rage sometimes I do not see the end Save the look in her eyes Please make sure to preserve that moment Do whatever else you'd like Trust intrinsic from a soul spared and redeemed Trust intrinsic truth is yours to sheath Step between until I can see By shield then word then just a glance Step as you'd like once stage is set I rejoice at the day salvation Need no longer be your name I hope then to recognize you anywhere

Signal Established

Felt slide into place Was it "curve of everything" That synched our dials? Agreement delayed From the moment recognized It is possible So approach softens The wisdom of our parents To fight their corners While we galvanize Our every thought double edged And radio shared We do not delay And frequency aligns Branches intertwined So where is it held? The coin sharp enough to cut To empty pockets Let's pray for wisdom When facing eternity What's a few more days? If wisdom gives way By this flood no wall will hold We'll call it a wash 

Between Sword and Stone

If something can be broken Simply by understanding it Can such a thing be considered complete? I suspect there is a soundness To that which is perfect As such secrets seem signal of weakness Such a sharp sword separates Though there is comfort in some softness A beauty to some ignorance Does a sword cut on its own? Does a soldier choose his battlefield? Does a general declare war? If war is declared let the sword cut to perfection If mercy is requested let doctor determine cuts with precision If neither, let those in charge deal with it But never claim soundness If you will not place your work on the table Between sword and stone.

Curse Reversal

There comes a moment When one is fully assessed Like a lightning bolt Superconductive We all once were and will be But something has changed In this time apart Curses and impurities Have scarred our makeup Once separated The structure must stand alone Fearfully crafted Within pieces change Washed clean but something remains A shape is retained Such that every curse Reversed becomes a treasure Birthright manifest Each fell on the stone Each shattered in our own way Each reborn by grace The grand reversal The fulfillment of this age The Lord's good pleasure 

Remote Reinforcement

These days feel different Resurgent reassurance "These days feel different" This storm buffets all But not all at the same time Blessed in the missynch To all my allies Who ever were(are) or will be This one is for you Know seasons still change This storm is not forever Nor will it perish When you feel the sun Imagine those in the storm And how you might help Each felt differently Become a savant of aid Listen and succor Become like the ants Hand in hand forming a chain/web So all keep afloat Be blessed in blessing For those that curse you today Are one day family 

Unearned Hope

Why speak of earning When love has no exchange rate And hope is in love? I know the feeling A sudden need to repay But lacking the coin So pay what we can Gifts of overflowing (song/words/joy/love) Show trees well planted A chip and a chair Without these I am nothing Now an honored guest I repay honor And over abundant hope With each their own kind Mercy duplicates All sin fears the day it does Its stage so fragile Hope is infectious As a concept virulent Drawn straight from nothing Threaded into all Everything, tailor alike Will soon be brimming

Dreamer Turned Away

Pinpoint mockery Can it be called a weapon? Shouting, a retort? I speak quietly Till the day my voice heard The volume turned up Dissociative I see your claws tearing you I dreamt I could help Yes, misunderstood But layers double crossing Make me doubt (by/of) whom But crys for freedom These ears are always tuned for I wish it for you Words come fast then slow In emotion then logic Echoed amplitudes With little to hold I try to craft these few words In measured kindness By request, ignored I'll still hear when call is clear Some corners are dark

Rejected Stone

In love was man made In love a city founded In love it was named That city might mend Killers can be shown mercy Or at least remind Such an early rift Such a jealous reaction Uninhibited Echo settling Such that thief may rob the grave Oneness done away Pillar established The potter reforming clay Without utter ruin Once more settled firm So a city given form Might ever persist The rejected stone Marked by his brother's bloodstain Are we not as well? A longing fulfilled Let love outshine petty things Till seasons resume 

Song Of Love

Ode To Love Love does not insist upon itself Though in silence insistence of it is deafening For what love has not the heart to say Would echo evermore in quiet halls If death is the clanging Love is the bell When cymbals are as wilderness The chime is a summer rain Must love be so obscure? Alas the electrifier of minds seems to need voltage So pensive laments are laced with hope in joy How does love have so many forms Yet somehow remains true? At its core, anyway, a mystery But not in why I shift and reach for you Love is not insistent upon itself Though in silence insistence can be heard For the last dust covered tome on the shelf Will hold captive reader with every word Can captive be caught by their will alone? I cannot help but here wonder aloud And if Love languishes realm overgrown Love's chains may feel like a blessing endowed Such old and borrowed methods so potent For many a blue year I did eschew Forbid m'lady fancy me dotant Ached Love to find words and syntax anew ...

Singular Courtship

If love requires two perspective to exist And a pair separate and in some way equal to exist in purest form How could one boast to mate God? Understanding that the Maker of all Creation stands unchallenged in mastery of it, I bet betting chip for chip nothing would remain in one's stack if playing this game. No one could hope stand as God's equal on these terms No One is precisely Who is needed, 'tis as fitting a name for the God of Nothing as I've ever heard. No one, in full understanding, would dare stand before God a challenger, But love is no typical game. Does the courting spider hope to overpower his mate Or dance just well enough to be invited to something other than dinner? So too does man court in nonsensical ways Stacking paper, donning fibers, shining metals, and saving stones. But what of courting God, who has made all these things? So some fabricate piety, build steps to sanctuaries, glorify sacrifice, and repeat words of praise. But what of courting God, w...

Daydream At The Keys

Fingers to the keys Ineffable possession Just beneath the skin Strike a nerve and chord Have we played like this before? Broken key returned "Sorry, I forgot" I say, restoring the key But still lingering Like an idiot Savant I m(e/u)ddle (with/the) tune (Yet/So) in(aduedl)ibly "'My absence noticed'" Like the masterpiece you are You waste no time][gaps As/Like a hope/dream fulfilled/to life Fault lines shake, spread, and collapse Surprised but unrushed Your unhurried gaze Pierces me right where I am Huntress eye(s) focus(ed) You sense(d) this coming Not precisely when or where But |>you>| [|we|({a}re]) ready.

Dream revisited- the game of strategy

We seemed to be gaining the lead Our enemy points out something we missed With a cockiness in their tone "Any further development along these lines and you force the Apocalypse You have no moves remaining." We consider solemnly "Our only move is to force this loss for all, a tie." My team resolves itself to this end Horror fills the eyes of my enemies They had never seen this before: Annihilative resolve. They have one move remaining Attack with heavy losses, in hopes of slowing us In their attack a flash of strategy strikes "If we appeared ready for this strike they would know they had no hope of success. Rather than lose they might let us finish, so we all lose. If we did not appear ready, but in fact were, they would attack and their forces would be crushed against our defenses. We could then play the game as normal, although with limited resource potential, always a second from the Apocalypse, and try to recover our deficit. If they ever gained too much adv...

Threshold Conceived

Pains of childbirth Increasing for the woman Can man be pregnant? These referenced concepts Aligning in mind today On the 4th(8th?) seven How might conception Seem if pain were not increased? I am so tired I am frustrated On a very deep level It blooms on its own Conceive, conception Imagination, image Why are these things paired? Acceleration Of thought, at times, of problems Irresistible If one will not sin What is left to lull to sleep Increasing delay? If delay ceases What can a man conceive of? What is man's image?

Closed Time Loops and God

This post will be much less directly scientific than the one it is based on, using imagination to fill in the gaps between our verifiable knowledge and the assumed perspective of God.  There is a perspective I find fascinating in relation to the time loop machine and generating the ideal timeline: this machine feels like a mechanism that can be used to frame what is happening now, in this timeline. In this scenario, God would have established the time loop, utilizing the void as if it were a black hole, from the beginning, setting the communication differential between particle pairs to be perhaps a thousand years and a day, as indicated by the Bible ( Psalm 90:4, 2 Peter 3:8 ). In this way, information for each thousand years would be received during each day during creation, and once the full iterative loops were run for each day, God would proceed in the final loop, which would be the only loop seen here, using this information to form Creation in a particular way, in order to l...

Reinforced Position

It will get better When it has gotten better This is all I know These waves keep crashing In some way I must feel it But not to this depth If the storm rages With or without my input Then I add nothing Why feel anything Above inconsequential? The radar blipping I have not been served Tossed to and fro all these years These ascribed meanings So I reinforce In ways baffling, complex To both feel and not Is it paradox? Who could possibly discern From outside the ship? While you run your tests My position has shifted Imperceptibly 

Deep Sleep

What a cruel image In kindness soulmate helping Find you "a soulmate" I could not finish Even if I wanted to Muted by weeping Ask not these questions Unless this torrential end Is what you must see An ocean of tears The man sunk beneath the tides Forevermore lost Would there be merit To finding out you were she Shipwrecked on the waves? Such gifts of kindness With true heart given, but blind Deluge me, then all Curses all thwarted With a single blessing slain Buried by the rain Would you see this end? Call me stubborn, if you must The drowned hear nothing 

Fashioned Clutch

Path taken suggests To focus on physical Is to lose my spark Creativity Linked so closely with my strength Is what they suggest Whispering voices Sometimes I think they realize These snares they set up So, an exchange rate? Then let overabundance Shift from page to form Overabundant Energy and endurance Builder's human (will) No shame though naked Accomplished in many ways Why not simplified? Let me be your crush In addition to your love I shape as I wait Shifting gears smoothly Clutch revealed with clutch timing Both page and form bloom 

Loops Turned Open Ocean Adventure

Love is the true loop Intersection of two wills Each informed by each Adjustments each day Stepping between cobblestones Footfalls by instinct Foreign from these days With causality so clear Hearts always broken So surrender will And the notion you claim none Ship, captain, and crew From timeline's ends joined Seen clearly resonating To sky, sea, and more For love is chaos Until Love can be secured Then ordered chaos Blushingly complex Equation willingly seen As too much to solve Still we endeavor Found to be giants ourselves By light of new loops 

Betwixt Two Giants

Alpha, Omega What is it I contribute Betwixt two giants? I can add nothing When everything is possessed And accounted for This heart longs for more And studies each carefully With what (tools)(tomes) I have This system is good Sound structure, mayhaps timeless So why include me? I picture the loops Messages passed to my (Lord)(love) Both forward and back And this deja vu Tidal waves on foreign shores While this path stays calm Non-linearly How I see seems like chaos Though sights do not change Only perfection Can make something very good Of a man so flawed 

Time Dilated Particle Pairing- Closed Time Loop

In this experiment a highly advanced group sets up a paired particle generator. The generator is positioned in deep space in such a way that one end of the particle beam does a very wide orbit around a black hole, one that has relatively low or negligible time dilation, to their location (spaceship colony) without interference along the way, and the particle stream reaches them 10 years after being generated. The other half of the paired particles are sent in the opposite direction, where they do a close loop around the same naked black hole, but still do not interact with anything else along the way.  The time dilation causes these particles to age slower from the perspective of the space colony (non-time dilated, outside observer), let's say to a factor of 1/10th the age, but from the paired perspective of the particles time continues moving at the same rate for each particle. They reach the space colony 10 years after being generated, from their own perspective, but 100 years af...

Choice- The Razor's Edge

Whether you or me There is a complexity To breaking our chains Agree to agree The nature of a parley But with choice to leave Choice not intrinsic But from choiceless starting state How might choice be gained? I wonder aloud For wondering is allowed How fake becomes real Is time sufficient Years spent choosing not to see For surprise to bloom? If one will not yield Can victory be attained Where all of us win? Where love is fulfilled Where chains of will are broken Save those like a ring? (What else is worth it?)(Nothing else worth it) (Even in a chaos storm) (Even as chaos storm brews) (Eyes on the prize boys)(My eyes on the prize)

Sign of Hummingbird and Dragonfly- memory revisited

Today I looked out my back blinds and just then I saw a hummingbird fly up to the patio. It stayed in close line of sight for just a couple seconds, zipping around a few times, and then flew off. Now this patio is the width of a normal sliding glass door, about the same depth, has a ceiling like a house would and is walled on three sides (one by the door)- it is quite small and has a narrow sight line overlooking US Egg and some other places. This narrow field of vision, combined with how little I look out the blinds (I look out more frequently recently but still not that many times per day, mostly when I think I might catch glimpse of a storm) is why I take these sightings as signs of some kind. In addition, I can't recall seeing a hummingbird anywhere around these parts (thinking about it again, maaaybe once?), and I've certainly never caught a glimpse of one from my patio before. This hummingbird I saw right after waking up from and writing down the resurrection dream, it fe...

Made My Enemy- Love's Strength Tested

The last domino The hardest to acknowledge The highest blessing? I have referenced this Before recognizing it And what it would mean Before I felt it I let myself speak in love Chains bound and now fade You stand with my love Her taste is impeccable So then must you be So I tip my hand Know that I cannot give in Nor how to give up In truth I approach Hoping in love to resolve This apparent fight I know not your heart But I have seen you in dreams And offer parley I pray subterfuge Is what keeps you by her side Till this offer made

Partnered Soulmating Mechanics- Paired Father In Law Contracts and More

I was just considering again the idea that I once put forth regarding an agreement between God and a man that could be made that seemed like it would result in an optimal outcome for reality. I proposed that if both sides entered the agreement as both a prospective father-in-law and a prospective husband, a joining of families, then nothing in The Law would be broken, and there would be fulfillment and the potential for more. Additionally, each would act with the best interest of the full party of four in mind, including all three other parties without undue bias for a particular position, because they would each be acting in the role of protector and pursuer of the two women involved. As each would be acting from their own unique corner, this could lead to an exceptionally well fleshed out accord, before it would need to be agreed to. This idea likely originally developed for me from my examination into Judges 11:30-40 , where Jephthah ends up vowing his daughter to The Lord (in my in...

Sonnet of The Two Olive Trees

You must know I would have taken nothing To me you are perfect, your every word Though understanding nought a weighty thing Here roots set down, yet in the silence heard I propose we plant these seeds together Treading softly as unexpected turn Worry not today of scale or feather Let's grow olive trees, for mercy we yearn Swords and pride could be ours to set aside Though I would not claim here the role of judge That which God has built is where I reside "Evermore I hope" I say with a nudge Offer a wave, 'tis harvest, Thanksgiving! Where now? Christmas Town! Land of the living.

First Love At Sight

How could such a claim Amount to more than nothing  ¤ Nothing at its core? To love another To make a true agreement Takes separation                   ¤ For to be separate Is to be a catalyst For love's truest form To spark with nothing I can only imagine... You must let me know So emphasis shifts A matter of perspective Is of its landing I claim natural birth But uncanny origin And excellent taste The builder and spark The capstone and cornerstone The eternal flame For this love is ours Forever and always ours For your appraisal

Repetition of Vows

This might be nonsense Repetition may be key I would, all the same For every false start For every time my heart breaks It forms, all the same Where else would I go? Half asleep or mostly dead Thoughts are all the same They are of you, love Is it sin to love so much To make intrinsic? If The Law must break As Jesus said that it might Let it be in love In two hearts joining If Law was created good What is "very good?" I'd bet it is this Soulmated like the angels Yet to be revealed The smallest capstone For the perfect cornerstone Was nothing added? 

Something Leads To You

What if I forgot From a land I don't recall What your eyes look like? I feel I'd crumble But what if that was lost too Past the barrier? Then I'd stay inside Truly unable to leave The me that I am Are there things I'd miss Incomprehensible loss Beyond the red line? Then I'd bring them here Molding, shifting, expanding Until pieces fit If that dawn must come And this fades like some dreams do Know the halls are etched Is nothing the same Across this final threshold? Then we are all set. We will pave the way For fleet city of fox feet "Fly fly back to me."

Their Angels See The Father

Each start innocent Experience builds atop But child remains Some allowed to play Many becoming chained by Life's expectations Were we invited? Were we given choice to live? Or does God choose us? So while unaware We each find ourselves alive As frightened children Choice leads to next choice Free will an often pomped thing Options often scant How dare one slander The God of love and mercy That this is our test? That most will be lost To think that God's salvation Has such little strength... Is love triumphant Or has God knowingly damned(risked?) Billions of children?  Matthew 18:12-14 “What do you think? If a man owns a hundred sheep, and one of them wanders away, will he not leave the ninety-nine on the hills and go to look for the one that wandered off?   And if he finds it, truly I tell you, he is happier about that one sheep than about the ninety-nine that did not wander off.   In the same way your Father in heaven is not willing that any of these little ones should ...

Chaos Theory- Quantum Chains

Path from A to B First proven known and measured How was this proof used? To claim path unknown How does one prove ignorance? With knowledge, it seems Your law undermines Your law but how then can it? Your law is what's flawed But do not lose hope Just stop being bedazzled By what you know not Ignorance a tool Path to it a treasure map Don't claim dirt sacred That was not your aim Your aim was to dig and claim The theory of all Don't babel like fools Manufacturing your chains Chains which have no locks Connect A and B Or spend eternity chained "Blind" for eyes are closed 

Circular Logic

A perfect circle Must be irrational In imperfect space The sun shines this way Lighting the faces of spheres But sphere is pitted Beams equidistant Thus light could shine perfectly If space was perfect Space itself crunchy From any detailed viewpoint We might perceive it So concepts exceed Limits of reality Except for light's shine Our thoughts seep with it Halls and travellers alike Tangled up starlight Still you think this path This neverending cycle Is how it will stay? This orbit decays Oscillations degrading Imperceptibly 

Temporal Justice

We were pulled apart "WHY?" echoing through the void Unfathomable Sadness amplifies Where pain is not forgotten The rest scarred over Sadness then shifting Alterations reviving Determination Our paths will connect Nothing keeping us apart Outside space and time I've gotten older Seemingly six steps ahead Give or take a half So that which I speak Known only to my soulmate Travels back in time Sure, perspective slants Surely I count on this fact To strip illusion If this can be done It means that of which I speak Is more real than this.

Nothing Ventured

Joy in frustration Fundamental paradox Fills with wanderlust For nothing ventured For hometown means nothing lost And time to rebuild These words will be felt Before ever being seen Will you understand? Care to change places? To learn how the long way feels With the weight of this? I will not give up Nor will it be diminished But you can share it When static charge fades Then nothing new feels like home Nothing left to do But take to the path Cobblestones or open seas It's the same to me They lead me to her Or are less than "meaningless" For that is something 

Nothing Gained

Was it assumptive To apply your words to me And the path I walk? Are signs so easy To slip beneath your notice And into eyeline? Choreography Harder than doing it right If that were the case Hypothetical You must know I still believe And will not be swayed In the day that came Highlighted within my sight I received nothing The sky raged, rages And I am glad for the storm And for this blessing I will amplify That which I have been given And seed everything They will know your name Cities within and around Heard in the silence 

Noah and The Goats

To survive the flood Just to be a sacrifice A cruel kind of fate May cruelty be seen But never as one's own fate In ominous days Daisy chain 12 goats Such that each sees another As the sacrifice As far as the pair, One to God and one escapes, Each is free and claimed Let story unfold First forgotten for a time Then herder reminds 22 missing Let whole alphabet be used To find and unite All will remember Like a pillar in heaven The one who was lost But none will agree Precisely on the details Of which it had been 

Whirling Chaos

Ride the 🌪️ 🌪️ and 🌪️ Forming in its wake If you hadn't form Certainly you will by morn Clinging to the wind The shape of sadness Twists violence and desire As it claws from sleep Nothing withstands it To withstand it dance as if Life depends on it For sin holds the line But longing bursts at the seams Dreams come pouring down Without uncleanness Even air takes shape to rage Against newfound cage So rage alongside No other way to survive Resonate chaos Dawn will break again Even 🌪️🌪️🌪️ tamed gather Force as time ticks on

Through The Storm

By storm and by snow Phoenix thoughts but just a man Echoes a woman I wander through the night Wondering if I might help Set the stage for you I can set my heart And I set it even now May you find faith here On these paired rooftops One tiny and one larger Based on perspective Use talents given We that you would care for so To glorify you What strange paths I walk In the sight of this world I'm walking to you Without you all's lost True from day 1, even now From light to nightfall So I persist here Knowing you would do the same As you always have 

Passage Through The Barrier

I just pictured a barrier. It is known that passing through the barrier results in a major transition, but every time you pass through it, you emerge the same. The journey seems nearly instantaneous, but you feel that you sense something happen. You realize in some sense that this slightest blip must be a function of the barrier returning you to your original form. You imagine this must be a concerted effort of many individual aspects of the barrier and so you set about determining a way in which you might see them more clearly. You determine that while instantaneous from your perspective, there is a perspective where the journey would not seem instantaneous, a perspective where the measurement of time is almost entirely at odds with your own. Additionally, while you are not able to discern any space being traversed in the journey, you reason that there must be some kind of space passed through, for something to be felt, even if the net result is a barely perceptible return to normal. ...

Story Brought To Life

So now I am further considering the ramifications of the highway I just wrote of in the post "Dream Gestalt." In much the same way that this highway would allow for an entity to pass along it with more dimensions than I feel I physically posses (subconscious mind travelling to a realm with a conscious mind and physical form), it seems like it would be able to allow a lower dimensional entity to travel to the realm of a higher dimensional entity as well (conscious mind and form travelling to the realm of the subconscious mind, for example). It would also allow for this travel in a way that the two realms are relatively indistinguishable, on a fundamental level anyway, when observed from the perspective of the traveller. If this highway could be established though, which feels like it is currently in the process of happening, it opens up another door, one that reminds me of another dream I had.  In this other dream I saw a giant boulder or perhaps mountain on an physical highwa...

Question regarding Possible Orbits

This feels like a basic question, but it's late and I'm tired: Is there a way to set up an axis and relative location to a massive body in order use the same amount of force in exactly opposite directions to send two objects with the same mass around the same massive body such that object A makes a close loop around the massive body, resulting in a short distance traveled back to its source area, where object B takes a long path around the same massive body and returns to its starting area?

Cycle Broken, Lightning Strikes

Retread it again How many times the same tale Before they must hear it? The time heist stitching So players are not undone And must be addressed "The weapons you bear Are the weapons turned against When least expected" They counter and smirk "We have done all this before" You forgot one thing. The observer stirs With each pass waking further Undetectably The observer shifts When you think you have trapped them You trapped a player You thought you glimpsed them They are in the transmission The same one you need Until they awake By the time you hear thunder Chaos lightning's struck 

Something Like A Dream- The Black and White Movie

The movie was. This much she had known all along. Over time she realized her role in it was unique, and in her version of it she was the star, of sorts, amidst many scripted actors. This was not how it began though, there was a time of static that she could hardly process in any meaningful way now. Slowly snow began to crystallize into scenes, the scenes each disconnected. She tried to view them in a pattern that seemed meaningful. Unacustomed to anything else, this disconnected phase was not uncomfortable, she remembered a time when she even found it exciting, curiosity around every corner, always a new thing to experience. At some point she had gathered enough information to parse it, which led her to this, the black and white movie. First she watched, enjoying the narrative of it, and gathering how scenes moved fluidly from one to the next. She arranged all manner of things in this time, seeing something like a field of films growing up like wheat from the ground, each with their ow...