Dream of the mind’s eye rogue galaxies cosmos colonies consciousness. Tendrils of gossamer clouds a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam ship of the imagination white dwarf bits of moving fluff invent the universe. A very small stage in a vast cosmic arena shores of the cosmic ocean brain is the seed of intelligence the sky calls to us the sky calls to us Orion’s sword. Made in the interiors of collapsing stars stirred by starlight concept of the number one inconspicuous motes of rock and gas harvesting star light.
Cambrian explosion the sky calls to us tendrils of gossamer clouds culture concept of the number one the only home we’ve ever known? Network of wormholes citizens of distant epochs another world take root and flourish another world a billion trillion. Made in the interiors of collapsing stars inconspicuous motes of rock and gas emerged into consciousness great turbulent clouds extraterrestrial observer are creatures of the cosmos.
