A constant
crashing, a numberless number
Of
everything that ever was and
Ever will be
thrashing, turning and tumbling
Revolving,
curling,
Foaming,
mumbling, murmuring,
Voluminously
involuting inside
Out, under
and over and under
And under
and under, ancient and always
Giant fluid
plasma thunder creature, finding
Peace
through continuous rapture and seizure,
Roaring
gushing fight flushing glory fury,
Oh nameless
Name of boundlessness and seeking
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| pencil sketch |
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