I'm healing.
Good Thing. Eh? Right yay? That's what they all say you know.
So I'm healing cuz my neck that has been a literal pain for years is suddenly getting tolerable and I grew another inch.
Light tolerance seems to be increasing.
Every adjustment of my spine is a memory.
I swear I've been hung at least 10 times.
Two of which I know were in rebellion against the Crown.
Pict twas I born and of that I shall remain,
through the remainder of this pass through the cosmos,
The hills of sand and dune North and West of Aberdeen,

Upon the bloody buttes did we stand, the Norse never to invade again, though as trading partners and sharing blood in other lands, the tribes commingled.
All from a crick in my neck.

Which brings me to the point that isn't.
This has been happening to me on a regular basis.
I'm driving down the road, memory hits me like a stone,
different time and place like it just happened,
but a little bit different.
People telling me I did something, in the general area I was,
at the grocery store where I remember seeing them, but they tell me I did something different from what I remember doing.
Timelines coalescing?
Just another mind fuck?
Hopium, Contiguum, Isn't that what the Borg called it?
Never mind, it's all divine.
But if you believe, that you can conceive,
a reality to be achieved,
The dream of the singularity changes.
Because at the cusp of time,
when all possibilities coalesce,
Every possibility is acheivable.
Find the one that expands your mind.
Stretch the paradigm to infinity.
Love bubbles baby......
One fathom above.
All we need is love...Da Da dadada.....
Mama's online to though the paridigm,
on a dime, to the rhymes of time.
to make something unknown and sublime.
Listen to the birds, feel the rhyme, out of time,
Create.