Write forever once.
Now begin the journey of the art’s content. Believe in the corridor, the magical stream of language away from center. The beginning of freedom is on the edge of this world’s end. They lyrical dimensions of ancient foundations found in the cartographer’s pockets– an imaginary world of forms.
In the room, there is center. In the room, there is abyss. In the room inside within, pools of infinity. Unlock these ancient truths. Decipher the hieroglyphics of the heart’s content.