Here knowledge ends, imploding into no-thingness
Dissolved in streaming elemental force
Of naked gravity unborn inside a womb,
A knot whose threads are mystery and doom.
Here all the flow of light is swamped in tangled
Dead tides of photons in their fading flicker
Exhaling drowning colors in the vortex;
Horizon endless where all matter fizzles.
Here radiation and magnetism spin
In scrambled patterns broken firing down
At speeds where light is seen to crawl
With random matter crushed to quantum bits.
Here space and time have blossomed into Being
Where all man knows inverts to strange
Dimensions alien lattice work of non-
Euclidean geometry cast in liquid veils.
Author: Unknown. If anyone know who the original author of this poem is, please let me know. Beautiful piece of work.
More work in the pipe now, prolly have another piece or two up and running within the weekend. Cam is sold and it's back to my roots, pure ps sci-fi.
Unbelievable that it's been 7 years since i joined up with da for the first time. So much have changed in the years hehe. My life is finally settling down, and the urge to make art has come back. I hate when time and worries eats up the little inspiration one may have. But with my current situation, work, relationship and general health, there will be room again for my number one "Dream yourself away activity". *Raises glass for the next 7 years to come* Cheers guys.
The only way to discover the limits of the possible is to go beyond them into the impossible
ARTHUR C CLARKE