Chaos
Into Order
Upon a set of patterns set
grew a whisper of chaos
pattern writ
All and smallest does chaos
touch
patterns betrayed; relations dust.
Yet with impassioned suggestions (quantum foam),
and a clarify clutch,
relationships grow into configured crust.
That pattern is mind
an intent of a kind
held firm in repetition
by a well believed suspicion.
A mind of made relations
dancing their chaotic gyrations
creating patterns of possible possibilities
each within its set of affect-effect abilities.
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:descriptive
intent vectors
with byproduct injectors
become "Makings" reflectors |
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:What
I call hard-time
because of it's relative "fix."
A determined, defined,
interlocking intent, mix-mind. |
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