|To the winds I write this magic
||[Sep. 3rd, 2014|07:31 pm]
Write to the wind oh magic, word-nous-logos, life-death, blood, tears, spit, sex, pattern, electric, element.|
To the forms written in forms to monad constructions written in perfection-imperfect.
Fairytales real written with ifs ands when done jumps.
Magic of abstraction hidden layers of hidden neuron networks connecting firing a connected thrum.
Misfire connection, cleaning the clutter seeing the pattern, the pattern dance for patternmancers scrying psychohistory.
Symbolmancers writing dreams in electricity firing across networks outside of wires.
Firing against ages and minds.
The cosmos waiting for command.
In the beginning was the command line and it is awaiting your command.