Waking up once again in a circle with no end
What great time to be alive!
Patterns break and worlds emerge
in the twinkling of an eye
Creatures you could never dream of
Colours surface from the dark...
It's Springtime...
From the void silhouettes
Spread across the cosmic edge

On This starfront promenade
The universe reveals Its hand
"What A Time to Be Alive"!
Clusters of these galaxies hum to me their parallel memories
Orbiting the Nebulae,
They will only bloom the once
Sea shells to sound the Spring of Life
Their random spirals glide us to quasars of the Void

There’s a dent in the dimension of time
that grows deeper and more undefined
Like the wishes of man in his prime
Vast Scope on each side
Blind Curves for this temple of mine

The Temple of the Curved Space
A Gospel of the formulas
A Garden In A Curved Space
Expanding In Arrogance

There’s a breach in the Spatial Design
where gravity no longer applies
Like the Wishes of man on repose
more dimensions arose
and raised my garden to higher plateaus

A monolith of strange clay
times bends another way
Aspirations in a raw state
Transcendence!
The garden’s roots will burrow deep
Merging theories with alchemy
Feeding the womb of the worm
The wonders of the Curved Space
Change is a violent praise

Eleven Strings, one for every wish
26, the sowing seeds will built makeshift reality
In the soils of the this space
I am the king and I will strum the Strings

There’s a girl with ladders for eyes
To constellations where time goes to hide
Each one will blossom in unnameable hues
Elegance only entropy could ever Reduce

Curse you, Entropia!
Unaware, we speak your word
Curse you, Entropia!
Even Gods cavet your throne

There’s a boy with the Arts in his smile
Words paint the sounds to his blazing mind
He sculpts his name on each and one sun
As the moons tear the Seas till entropy is done

In this Vineyard of ideas, they unearthed the good years
Sampling their nektars, Gods danced with their own fears
Waltzing through the Universe till Milky Way goes stale
Cursed be entropy, you will always get your Day!

As I walk towards the timeless gardens
All flesh dissolves in the stars
Every cell Breathes life to my offspring
New stars sparkle in the dark
Ιn the tiny, trivial and massless blue dot,
You’ll cross infinity
What is torment at birth, a wonder later
A glimpse of blissfulness to come

The blue dot, the pale blue dot
From a stain in space, the endless spring

I see this spot
Like a wandering eye it is swallowing mine
So profound, so absurd
That all that is living all that is not
should be contained in this tiny blue dot
So profound So absurd
In the grooves of the Fossils is where it all mends!
The Fossil gardens offer no trees
Only dots of dead everythings...

Here is him standing upon the brink
Of every Sunrise, in Every World
And he has built a bridge between
The Ether and these machines, These Imitation Men

Here is him wondering walking the shores
Is the physical all that we’ve got?
Maybe one touch, a violent shove
Can Pave the way, the way To Awe?

The moments of their infancy
were cold, uncaring energy
And they’d speak, his heart would freeze
Did Circuits surge in conscious dream?

In Conscious Dream
The Infinite Is maybe held within
Noxious dreams
They Intertwine
Reality is really Far Behind

...And he has built a bridge between
The Ether and these machines, machines of wonders...

Waves of static and broken bones
They conjured their abstract thought
Neck-deep In philosophy, enthalpy
Wrought-iron hearts to imitate
To the point where they create and then they wake

And they took him by the hand
Sprinkled all his gifts with sand
For the tide to wash away, for all his wisdom he can’t stay

In a moment’s lapse of piety
He touched real Divinity
It left a foul taste
Maybe one touch from death, a violent shove
Can Pave the way, the Way To Awe?

Here Is The Road
The Road To Awe
To Make Us Perfect, Render Us Whole
To Harness Life Attain Control
Let The Divine Reveal Their Flaw

If i told you I could take you to a higher place
Would you come with me ?
Would you depart this world for a journey towards spacelessness?
Our bodies shall melt
shall unite with the universe
and embark for the lands of eternity
where no time exists and oblivion is bliss
Here they stand, the fossil gardens
Here they stand, alive and dead all at once
but we believe we'll float forever!