didn't wanna face it in the night flight away from where the scare dare not there some other where please breeze me out o' there that old fire couldn't bring myself to say it for decades no for lifetimes eluded me myself flew off never yet returned since setting off on this journey the vague memory some vision attracted that being to the scope forever stood back from it like the plague like the bleakest opaquest art still attracted couldn't resist just stood there motionless not paralyzed yet would not move for what seemed like eons hungered for a certain uncertain obtuseness though no admission the price too high already revealed it's out there broadcast through wires and through space can't never get it confined back into the bottle nor any other enclosure for that mastery ain't there yet nor shall it ever in the future it was way back then when that sort of thing regularly took place in a reverie wanted to know within her heart where now it could be found like that anywhere in the cosmos of her present past or future lives yes now supposedly postmodern more like ghostmodern rehabilitation read-out instant or delayed replay repay could not at this time or felt the impossibility of possibility itself ran beyond the horizon yes indeed it was old but she breathed new life into what had not only gotten old but was now stone dead but not after what she breathed into it now there is no such thing as death yes indeed certain words are not to be used though there may be a way in this space of refugee spaces disappearing motives even more glaring for all but despairing here to reinvigorate to the point of setting off the disruption that they have feared for nearly one hundred years the faulty stage set would literally crack up disintegrate having been set off in the way that she had gone back to the very scene of the event stated rather neutrally that that was all there was of any value at all receding now into a frightful silence of terror all muffled blunted stunted horrific abyss who now to consult? who now will comfort sooth welcome home? no one has any idea anymore of where home is at and it was heard that someone coldly said that that'S cool with suppressed big capital letters shouting all over the screen of course unintentionally irrelevant where's the map? where's the instruction manual or automatic(ally shift up out o' here into another better place/dimension) deliverance don't seem t' usually work out that-a-way one color o' da sun another like what we eat with and another with no color at all the way she charted it hearted it started it all over yet another blessed chance t' mess it up so glorious an opportunity the next day be here in less than two hours if not earlier reaching out could be felt in the atmosphere o' da joint stated harsh in contrast to what wasn't (stated) but what simply is ain't nothin' that simple a voice was heard saying almost immediately no interval of separation joined thus faster and faster the feeling of having to get through the rest without a rest was what now was sought after the brightness of politeness at its best in contrast to its obvious worst art one the number and missing description invited us warmly in the order somewhat reversed but not quite for something else had happened to it neither frontwards nor backwards no wouldn't be commentary in this context no would be placed in what would be considered as its more writeful place all these conventions occur to one as one blows seeds through a straw I found myself suddenly with instead of without and all without saying while revealing all was left unsaid said as its swerving natures thrived all over and through her intertwining inner-dimensional fundamental energetics of a constitution her soul and its source this instant of vacantness that sense of divine goneness something to a/void(?) now all open for radical review sense of how it all came t' gather in the versed place on one level thought and on many others felt breathed seethed bequeathed hearted t' get started but before any of those repose in the out there of neither here nor there but somewhere else that ain't nowhere and it was at this time that she found herself falling back to earth fast return back into her little room by herself with another recognition as if an actual other person indeed it was and at the same time all illusory her most beloved indeed went into and out of focus all the better focus it wound up lending for all was borrowed rented songs belong to no one the so-called repeat for nothing is exactly repeated even if exactly repeated another experience is experienced hunger thirst longing repeated could never be the same as they were no not today though it is not truly yet today it being just a little before birth it seems for all these years of being around here that's not even yet born but is just about to be once upon a time when cities provinces vast regions of conquest globally obsolete planned uselessness so very useful to some who were but a few but who syphoned small investments from each and every one until it was discovered that the theft was devastatingly extravagant little did they all know as the little slices of temperature increase were starting to have their effects it was the gateway to the new sun all of which gave way to the little screen on her laptop in a fold all would temporarily stop