There’s a place; a space of vast expanses accessed through a state of mind, manifest in lucid trances. When reality or this facsimile closes tightly, I find my way to comfort. Moving at the speed of thought. Somewhere there is someone waiting. Someone’s thoughts are imitating feelings and emotions sent. A calm reprieve, a star is falling. A touch received. A voice is calling. Transferred at the speed of thought. Genius pulsing, a woman tries to capture life on wooden flute. To taste the fruit of states elusive, inspired by these sights intrusive, colliding at the speed of thought. Panoramic avenues. Conceiving in the lateral. Absolute attention span. Humanities Ascension plan enter vast intelligence. Life with greater relevance. Blasting through the barriers, we stand in awe. Resting at the speed of thought.

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