stirring a cauldron
interference waves manifest
in the stew as ripples
pendulum like, chunks revolve
heat from underneath applied
forces a chemical change
elsewhere: birds and bees
in love, create life copies
fountains, mountains, etc.
bubbling upwards and various
other more or less controversial
directions for ten years in eternity
two iterations at a time
forwards and backwards
until the reboot occurs
map of known territory
gears turn soothingly, in a sense
crank, hum, buzz, whirr. flash sometimes
flickering quivering light liguid light
quickening of film exposure enclosed
onscreen: vast expanse of stuff "out there"
local landmarks. beyond are unfamiliar realms.
drifting in a blackness less interesting than x.
drifting in a blackness less interesting than x.
drifting in a blackness less interesting than x.
drifting in a blackness less interesting than x.
drifting in a blackness less interesting than x.
skeptics/believers interrupt with some rewarding
hopefulessmess about theoretical "light at end of tunnel"
drifting in a blackness less interesting than x.
drifting in a blackness less interesting than x.
drifting in a blackness less interesting than x.
drifting in a blackness less interesting than x.
drifting in a blackness less interesting than x.
drifting in a blackness less interesting than x.
drifting in a blackness less interesting than x.
drifting in a blackness less interesting than x.
wave mechanical factors
hmm, yeah... hey I felt le(f)t out
a wave riding on (modulating) a wave
a pattern begins to develop. in the
video games a 1-up got you an "extra life"
letting go is easy if you are holding
on to something. you "die" in a sense
but don't notice because you are
replaced immediately by the next guy,
which is also you, just like everything
else. a section of hole separated off
from the big space. a hole that spits
out stuff. in multiple "heads" at once
the private space, collective space,
and the mysterious reaches of zonespace
wave patterns get more complicated in
a mathematical fashion, fashionable in
some circles and taboo to the squares