Correct Usage of Brain Matter

Pausing for a moment to watch the clouds drift by,

The pattern slowly untangles and the fog begins to lift,

Rays of metaphysical light brighten the landscape of the mind.

The race to die first loses its gravity as we dance our own patterns on the dusty earth,

And the horizon becomes a painter's pallet of colours.

Hue after hue of colour,

A landscape of eternity,

And I am forever lost in it.

Be yourself, if only for a moment;

Tomorrow has no recollection of today, and yesterday never existed.

Memories mingle and disperse, become one and the same,

And all things are remembered and forgotten simultaneoulsy.

It's a beautiful day for thinking.

By Ben Jones

Mathematical Inequalities Plagued By Infinities

Interpretation over intention.

x over y.

Negative integers.

Plagued by inequalities, still it vibrates onwards, oscillating in the ether.

Time flips on its head and reverses itself to reveal a new perspective,

And angles of perception merge to create one big illusion, greater than the sum of its parts.

Flowing as one, in unison, a small part of everything is revealed.

It's the little things that count.