It fascinates me the way things seem to change from day to day,
from moment to moment, hour to hour, from sultry sweet to puckered sour.
Are we perceiving alternate realities? Not really. Rather we're perceiving from alternating angles abound one reality, one echoing sound ringing aloud for eternity. Perspective let's us make believe we're perceiving perceptions differently, when really they're the same damn things. I mean a triangle has three vantage points and a center. Each vantage has a separate perspective, but still there's just one center. And even though individual interpretation differs, it's still the same damn center. A triangle is a triangle, know this and believe, believe in nothing and so you'll conceive, see? It's just a tale that's very well there been told, whispers murmured out of silence in dreams. Open your eyes, 1, 2 & 3, wider yet, stretching the boundaries of your abilities to percieve, illuminating a new understanding, grasping
alternate glimpses of reality. Don't look--(you)-- see--luminous reflections refracting infinity.
