a poke experience

360º of vast ocean, soaring high as the condor, the illusion of fragmentation or a defined segment, bending the molecule at a quickened pace.  a piece of the whole, a part of the piece, apparent it is of it’s own, for the moment at least.  a pulsating rapid arrow, this was what i became; i pulled from the whole to express an unbounded aspect of the humane.  infinite as a numeric configuration, complex beyond the mysteries of the heart, a synergy of undetectable aromatics, an insatiable thirst to the palate.  immeasurable to the stars quantity, beyond a snowflake’s diversity, incomparable to a blinding ray of golden sun.  we extract ourselves from an omnipresent spring of dark matter that lies cavernous while simultaneously embraces our skin, weaves through our walk & laces our words.  it’s the breeze the wind carries from the ocean’s surf, the space between the bee’s buzzing wings, the beats between the vibrating each hummingbird sings.  individual creature, miraculous human being.