Colours cascade
In sponteous explosions,
Of universal expansion
As we terraform the astral plains,
Slipping in and out of gateways
Riding on the comet trails
And surfing on shooting stars,
Visting planets and cultures near and far,
Busting, and riding grooves of Saturn’s rings
We see this whole anomoly of multiverse being,
As all within the thinking of our conscious reality,
Know our mind is creating and directing everything.
fauxcroft 
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