It started some years ago with what I called "geometrics" in the night sky.
I was very young the first time. It was huge, completely silent and black on black.
It passed directly over my head—very close.
"What the holy hell was that?" I blurted out in a whisper to myself,
startled by my own cursing.
It continued throughout the years--
various configurations of sharp and yet hard to determine forms
of unmistakable substance and light.
Unmistakable. Peaking at times in full-blown, surreal displays.
And even though I had always been a natural, enthusiastic believer of fantastic possibility
—from the first time it happened, it changed everything--
changed me.
It soon became a matter of unimportance to convince anyone of anything.
What became the issue was dealing with the meaning and effect.
What was happening and what did it mean?
Life went on.
It has only been recently that I have realized that--
gradually, intrinsically, in a mysterious way that I don't understand
and yet do understand--
the change in me continues.
I was very young the first time. It was huge, completely silent and black on black.
It passed directly over my head—very close.
"What the holy hell was that?" I blurted out in a whisper to myself,
startled by my own cursing.
It continued throughout the years--
various configurations of sharp and yet hard to determine forms
of unmistakable substance and light.
Unmistakable. Peaking at times in full-blown, surreal displays.
And even though I had always been a natural, enthusiastic believer of fantastic possibility
—from the first time it happened, it changed everything--
changed me.
It soon became a matter of unimportance to convince anyone of anything.
What became the issue was dealing with the meaning and effect.
What was happening and what did it mean?
Life went on.
It has only been recently that I have realized that--
gradually, intrinsically, in a mysterious way that I don't understand
and yet do understand--
the change in me continues.
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Mstery CURA
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