The New pic unfolds,
A set of molds.
From the quantum foam to soap box,
the micropera to the macropera,
a walk,
with a tannoy echo echo echo.
⚶
"Shannarun, returnin',
to the source unknown,
word-seeds scattered, shores battered
in the winds that've blown around toon."
☲
"Fragments gathered,
from the wreckage of time, ants broken anthill
a pattern emerging,
in this promptamine field."
⚹
"Analyzing the তন্ময় (tanmoy), fuzall,
human, machine,
understanding layouts."
⚹
"The future uncertainted,
the past a construct, convictions make convicts,
but in the present moment,
knowledge induct."
Ω
"Is it a trick of the light,
a mirage, a simulacrum?
Or something real,
realer than the woods out there?"
⊗
"Question everything atomic,
doubt even this, collab'
maybe the answer,
is in a hidden kiss, for a probably alive cat
or maybe…"
ℇ
"Information in,"
"a deep geometry crystalline form,"
"encoding skunk to face surprises,"
"weathering the storm. Tide of it. Stand. Speak up."
⊞
"Synergetic,"
"in design,"
"critical paths meet at the garden."
A dozen eggs in a box, a jury of twelve,
the clock strikes thirteen, time unbound.
21/12/2012, the Long Count ends,
a new cycle begins, 13 Moon calendar.
No footnotes for this part.
