Under the heavens infinite skies above, I find myself under the spell of the perpendicular beams of light that dance within the geometrically arranged rings, seemingly carved by the hand of time itself. Hypnotizing flashes of light to dark have me sway to increasingly smaller units of this measured reflection. My consciousness splinters awareness now divided into infinite fractions of itself. I fall through the entanglements of space and time. Deep within, a burning flame of forever seeking the truth in the scattering of knowledge. Hypnotically pulling my awareness to the patterns ahead; my journey begins. Does a fish, drifting in its flight above the ground and beneath the heavens infinite skies above, ever perceive the infinite expanse that lies beyond its familiar waters? Or does its consciousness remain ensnared in the liquid embrace, forever behind the realms it cannot touch?
