The Snow Queen loves the sparkle 
of sun on the multifaceted face of the 
beautiful jewel in which she lives –
- and do you think it strange 
that the Snow Queen should have 
a bower of gold in the sun?
Actually, there is an amazing world 
out there and I am too tired to care,
Lady Time thinks as she lies down,
I make my abode in the jewel called 
the Universe - where my friend 
Space also lives, and right now 
My mind has to inflate to accommodate 
every aspect of subjective rhythm which 
is governed by the moon - waxing and 
waning, to prepare for the dance that is 
portrayed by a whirling dervish swirling 
in mystical spirals – Shall we dance 
Would you like to feel the rhythm vibrating 
right through your system taking your mind 
back to a primordial state of original bliss,
then you can break free to enter the fray 
of chaotic particle physics and the joy 
of probabilities  - which means that 
You can create and destroy as you wish 
to learn what effect of your deeds you 
wish to keep - and which effects did not 
suit your evolving taste as you experience 
more possibilities  - which can 
repel or enthral…
Saturday, May 3, 2014
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