contemplates someone's navel, ferries moan and leak all over the place, dreams invaded by future, invisible hands banish anxiety, memories interfere with the moment, lost unconscious becomes discovered like an old archeology, the geography ebbs and wanes, the landscapes transform, all is shifting like smoke escaping and what remains is...

i'm a seven star hotel, check in and stay. i am the universal cruise ship so get on board and cruise, i am the shopping mall of truth come and shop within, everything is free, i am the ambrosia of drinking, my cup is always full, i am the sexual, spiritual, emotional, intellectual belle époque.

stars aligned, burning across the skies tearing rips as they cross path's who can say what destiny they take, self directed or greater, there's a time to submit and a time to surrender and there's time for everything in-between.