After the Terror
Inside his computer and displayed on his screen was an ocean
of content
Waves crushing against the jettisoned sand sediment and
petrified hot lava
Currents grasping & grabbing to gather mass
consciousness and rip tides trying to
Break a heart or two or maybe open or close a few minds that
might go with the flow
The pieces of the picture where there like dancing pixels
waiting to be strung together
And create port cities of safe harbor along the way for those
who earned a ticket to ride
These illuminations once strung together created a passing
through time in unmistakable
Ritual in feeling alive like travelling along ancient ley
lines leading to pauses at power spots
Refreshing as if coming up for the first breath of fresh air
after swimming near the bottom
Alive with electricity directed to provide a spark of inspiration
to make someone at the end
Think a little differently and maybe with a kinder, gentler,
open minded ripple effect before
Anyone else would have the primal muck stuck between the
ears of their heads & cast another
Stone at the woman who was really abused and used and not
respected for her inherited property
He was an American and she was a pro westerner who wanted to
wear Levis & listen to Obama
She followed him over the hub spots stretched out by long
highways of information across the internet
Global connections
brought the opportunity for global communications to light the caves of
darkness
draft 1 written today by John French & the new everyday media
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