I know the universe works mentally…
I know everything.
He came upon a revelation.
We all see it differently.
A summer’s breeze
Is nothing is
One soprano in an Aeolian choir is
God’s breath is
A brotherly flux in air pressure is
Feeling balmy on the skin after
All day sending emails.
The mind is as malleable as code:
You can edit, you can edit, you can edit.