If only we could see the same beauty in Earth That we see in the frosty-eyed sky... There is no guarantee of forever being, Yet maybe we can branch towards the eternal together. I wager that even if we cease to be as a force of life, We can curate a place worthy of future [...]
Cultures of conscientious sentience Coalescing whilst magnifying amalgams Into forever rippling puddles of sanctity. Woe... More like Woah?!? Oh, how we all hide in our electric shells. Courses deviate from celestial norms all too often. If and only if we feel rage or sorrow In a world of blankets and curves, Will we then quit [...]
Welcome all to the cosmic plane, of space, time, and consciousness As we coalesce peacefully, as we undulate within ubiquity, and within the ethereal unlimited powers of gods and goddesses, May we irrevocably cease to equivocate And sound out only images of eternal worth. Evermore Loving Nevermore Ceasing Sean Matthew Smith
Always becoming Still allowing time to be Eternity's gift
Dreams our magistrate... We are spirits dreaming time. Do you feel chaos?
What would the point of love be If we don't remember it when we die? Well, there wouldn't be one, So I refuse to believe that.
Stay up with the people Who breathe dreams Into your sails. And, of course, be breezy.