The law of infinite re-establishment is the force in which existence remains ultimately engaged. A sequence, never and forever. Moving straight and ahead, never veering off course as the course is “what takes place.” The course of destination that rattles each participant in its appearance. It touches down when the moon gets close, then disappears, a streak of light lost in its Heaven. Onward and forever. It leaves the ground dense from tears and casts shadows across the globe. Everything that matters drops from a bridge. Every loop and every string commands a start. Every moment in itself commands itself.
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