As the maze of absolution spins on its axis the roundabout never slows and variables float back and forth like the illusion of the ultimate play telling a story as the attributes unfold. New figures are ad eared too and infinity becomes the result that must be assimilated to open the door to the garden of wonders. Thus the sent is sweet but it only acts to distract us from the goal that lies as the net of freedom that doesn’t catch a ball but our senses as carbon based life engages a new warp of existence. Hallucinations give way to truth and giants shoulders are not needed anymore to reach the heights that others dare to tread. When this chapter unfolds the atlas of life will of outlived its usefulness and it will find its place in the draw of hope that has brought us here and the chest will be left for other less evolved life to uncover in there neurological quest for absolution and eternity.

Author Razor