domingo, 22 de fevereiro de 2026

At the edge of the sky

 I can't contain the electric chain
it spins and sparks
It connects me to the force beyond
Guaranteeing repetitive victory

These grand worlds exist
 they are ladders you climb
They are symphonies playing
The music through you

You jump between them
You are one note in a vast chord
Cast out toward the stars
Like a fisherman throwing his net

You feel that expansion
Leaking out from another timeline
It's your soul slithering between the planes
It’s your brain temporarily widening its bandwidth

Days when the mind opens the skylight
You may open it immediately
Just don’t remove the roof
Play at the edge of the sky 


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