Routine Reroutes

Vibration - the prior knowledge of something to come. Experimental madness sending life into chaotic depths. Thoughts not adding up, tossed into depthless cracks. Ripped open by the vibration that is now constant.

Many pits I'm trying to rush from cliff to cliff must find a way. Stretched out trees create imaginative walkovers for the disrupted cracks of life. Nightmare blackout changes destruction into beauty. The sun begins to rise, light grows warm, true reality dawns on the almost fatal past. Kissed by beauty of a new routine. A new show.

The cracks are minor like ancient porcelain China held together by the glaze covering. Golden filigree crisscrossing the openings. Pits of beauty creation endless. Destruction meant to bring chaos creates new routes and visions in the golden kissed sun standing over chasm depth.