Mirroring mirrors of outside world
reflections of the ether, there in . . .

Reaching on several levels, extending
the arm outward, in to new planes
and dimensions, existing in reality . . .

. . . or only in virtual reality, the hush
of eternal silence are screaming, a loud
reflection of nowhere being, but everywhere
we can find the tracks of the future . . .

and the past . . .


But now is the time . . .

. . . . . . . the time for us to live!

. . . . . . . Before it last 

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