“I often wonder and imagine
What lies just beyond the fringe
Of the human experience;
What is it that we do not see?”
― Bending The Universe
What lies just beyond the fringe
Of the human experience;
What is it that we do not see?”
― Bending The Universe
“Under a night’s sky
Filled with a hundred billion stars
Is it so crazy to believe
Our paths were destined to cross?”
― Bending The Universe
Filled with a hundred billion stars
Is it so crazy to believe
Our paths were destined to cross?”
― Bending The Universe
“Way up in the mountains
Sea level too far to be seen
The clouds mask civilization below
People replaced by a sea of green.
Peace falls down from heaven
In the form of a cleansing rain
The trees could tell endless stories
If you knew how to hear what they’re saying.
An ocean of gray spills out below
Walk on it if you dare to drown
Its tendrils reach out and the waves crash
But it all happens without a sound.
Above the clouds, below the stars
No money here, but endless wealth
Inward is the hardest adventure of all
Come above the clouds and find yourself.”
― Bending The Universe
Sea level too far to be seen
The clouds mask civilization below
People replaced by a sea of green.
Peace falls down from heaven
In the form of a cleansing rain
The trees could tell endless stories
If you knew how to hear what they’re saying.
An ocean of gray spills out below
Walk on it if you dare to drown
Its tendrils reach out and the waves crash
But it all happens without a sound.
Above the clouds, below the stars
No money here, but endless wealth
Inward is the hardest adventure of all
Come above the clouds and find yourself.”
― Bending The Universe
“A fire burns in the evening sky
Breaking like an egg in a pan
A sea of yellowish orange spreads
In accordance with divine plan.
Vibrant paint drips to the edge
Of ashen clouds drifting past
The sun is a messy painter
Every brush stroke massive and vast.
The clouds are like matches
Starting as fiery flame
Then fading to ashes
A burning passion, tamed.
The red, orange, yellow leaves
On the ground in this season
Reflect the colors of the sky, and
The sunlight that used to feed them.
A September sunset beaming
Down as a sailor's last call
A herald for the coming winter
A message, enjoy the fleeting fall. ”
― Bending The Universe
Breaking like an egg in a pan
A sea of yellowish orange spreads
In accordance with divine plan.
Vibrant paint drips to the edge
Of ashen clouds drifting past
The sun is a messy painter
Every brush stroke massive and vast.
The clouds are like matches
Starting as fiery flame
Then fading to ashes
A burning passion, tamed.
The red, orange, yellow leaves
On the ground in this season
Reflect the colors of the sky, and
The sunlight that used to feed them.
A September sunset beaming
Down as a sailor's last call
A herald for the coming winter
A message, enjoy the fleeting fall. ”
― Bending The Universe
“I like to imagine
That when we look upon
A pitch black night’s sky
And ignorantly label it colorless
Is it actually filled with all the colors
We could never even imagine.”
― Bending The Universe
That when we look upon
A pitch black night’s sky
And ignorantly label it colorless
Is it actually filled with all the colors
We could never even imagine.”
― Bending The Universe
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