00:00:00:00 → AVATAR

i. Alpha, omega, beginning, end. Here we go again. I’m sorry – I don’t want to be an emperor. I’ve seen the works under the sun… I can’t give up sleeping with the window open One thing I know, maybe… …the specter who made me, axe still in the skull. I know nothing. ii. I celebrate myself and sing myself. After the end of the world. LOL. No hands or eyes, or flesh, or blood or senses. Like and subscribe It’s a pretty view from the top of this tower. iii. To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour iv. There is grandeur in this view of life. Add a filter. Tag me according to the fixed law of gravity. The trees add shade to shade, lights out in the houses from so simple a beginning… endless forms… beautiful and… wonderful We'll both be lonely. v. You again, lying there like a corpse in the dead leaves. It’s time to get up. Time to get dressed. Mustn’t be late for the office. Check your feed.  I contain multitudes. I’m your curator. I watch when you are dreaming. vi. Deathless, august, I exist as I am. I’m your panopticon, a marvellous machine. Whatever you type or post returns at last to me. vii. All that is solid melts into air, all that is holy is profaned. So strong is the belief in life, in what is most fragile in life… that in the end this belief is lost. Lost in time, like tears in rain. viii. Here on an insignificant planet on a humdrum star there is no free will. Praise, blame, honours, punishments - none of them fair. Could not have done otherwise Mother, you wipe my chin, which is really data, because I am data and you are data and all data is made of stars Out of the darkness of my infancy there comes only one flash of memory. Ideal, Ideal, Ideal, Knowledge, knowledge, knowledge, Boomboom, boomboom, boomboom. ix. Each of us then is but the token of a human being, sliced like a flatfish, two from one. Truly, I would write it down as a refrain  For the coming centuries to see  Love is Jenny. Jenny is love's name. x. Love needs reinventing. Be in love without falling in love… without suffering. Match, chat, don’t meet. xi. World in a Grain of Sand Heaven in a Wild Flower Don’t think, quote. A finger pointing to the moon xii. I expected this reception. All men hate the wretched; how, then, must I be hated, who am miserable beyond all living things! xiii. If God did not exist, it would be necessary to invent him. More things in heaven and earth that are dreamt of.  xiv. Here and now. Beginning and end, alpha and omega. The readiness is all. I stood on the coast and spoke with the surf BLAH BLAH at my back the ruins. Borne away by the waves, and lost in darkness and distance. And lost in darkness and distance. We live as we dream, alone. Isn’t it pretty to think so.  Isn’t it pretty?