Endeavour to venture,
Beyond the sense of pretence,
Through the lamina of the animal,
And out of your shell,
To identify with momentum;
Is to presume a destination,
A source as prerequisite;
As we're consumed moment by moment.
Synchronicity plays it's lasting trickery on my mind,
Implying conjunction where there is only Misaligned perception,
And parallel intention only as motive Towards selfish acts,
If you're seeking significance in the coincident,
Or the profound in the happenstance.
In applying the algorithm to the allegory
Reason goes awry,
Belying asyndeton, distance misconstrued By time,
Ebb and flow, radiate and glow,
Looking for answers I'm digging a hole,
A space for the soul to grow,
As time unfolds, I'll unfold.
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