Kismet

There is and will be
The net can stretch but it will never budge
Thoughts are decieving, when reaction and action becomes part of the play

Moments are pillars
Eternal memories

The language of the acts spits threads

Waiting to dive in, I’ve been spreading through time beneath the crust of space

Straight into the silver
Array that causes tomorrow
The way that takes me to intuitive fear

Waiting waiting to dive in

Spread into the silver
Array that causes tomorrow

Climbing, reaching ahead there’s no way to grasp
This infinite path laid before me now
My skin is turning to light
I cannot contain the fact that our life is nothing
But exo-esqueleton external consequence of higher densities

Each utopian step forward opening our eyes