JUST ANOTHER
DENIZEN OF
THE DEEP
That's who I am, lost and roiling, waves
at my head. I can see the sea floor, but it's
up ahead? How I make these things happen,
I'll never know. Wherever I am, there I go.
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Like a dream, my consciousness generates
energy than it can contain - and cannot be
expressed by just interacting with a physical
realm. Each 'spark' running out causes
additional experiences that will not fit the
present. But by then, the present is already the
past. All my responses continue to operate.
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I know the beginnings and the ends
of everything? Can that really be?
I'm just a denizen of the deep, this
sea floor coming up at me.
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