Dreamtime lucid incandescent framework
of ancient translucent interconnecting fibers
from the trenches of a translinguistic invisible landscape
Teonanácatl, the source of Language itself
intersecting overlapping all vision & sound
pulsating, surging forth
kneading & permeating
everything, deep nature
resonating & folding reality
all that ever was,
all that is
and will ever be
ripples in the ocean
of possibilities
the Cosmic Giggle
breaks the ego,
into a trillion,
billion, million
little pieces,
grains of sand
on the beach
of reality