all this swirls around me, it passes round my mind and feels my soul.
it is all that is, where was isn’t.
It is where i sleep, where i wake, it is here when i laugh, when you laugh.
it hold me, it wrapes.
It is undefined, motionless, colorless, it is abstract perhaps it is this
that i call space.it is space – space that sings, laughs, plays, watches
speaks, hates, loves, kills, runs, it is all that we are not.
it is the medium that fuses stray thought and defines its effects.
it is the medium that produces, experiance, it it fuel by my mind, yet
it is a slave to it.It may stray in a jacket, or it may spread its white wings.
it is all this and more. it is space, space that knows.
space that feels, experiances, produces.it is the father and the mother of effect, it hides when it is not seen and revels when it is seen.
it is space that holds emotion with gentle palms, it is the power that yield to nothing.
it purges that that is and coulbe and that that will be and was.
this space is here.it it is here now, smiling and frowing apon you.
it is here, with me, with us, i know it’s is here for it is what i know.
it is here, it waits.
it hunts, and it comforts.
it is here, it is here.
you dont miss it when it is not known, yet bear not the burden to know it sits
their with cold comfort, behind dark coverings and warm darkness.
it plays with thine, it torments and it harvests your incomplete thoughts.
it is in the air, it is the emotions in the day, it still watches you though.
let me not burden those that are content, lest burden falls apon thyne heavy heart.
it has been known before and not by you, it has traveled like a ancient disease through
knights and kings, dragons and vampires, beasts and witches, it has travel with
warriors on horses into battle, it has seen death and it has witnessed cruelties beyond the point.
it waits, and it moves, moves slowly and gently is dark places that cannot see what they hold, for if
they did know what hides in their mists, they would cease to exist by sheer fatality.
it moves from one place and lies here for a while, as its darkness feeds, it moves.
it is here, now, i sense it now, it sense it behind me, i sense it as i walk, it watches my legs and my
body and it feels my minds, it chants deaf fourtunes to my soul.as i sit, it watches my sitting.
it sees with eyes that have heared and it hears with ears that have seen.
it is with me now.
i have known it, it knows me.
i know, it knows.
i know.