beauty is not only found on earth
im on the phone with elizabeth and im slowly spreading out--my body has disintegrated into an expanding cloud of energy that surounds the phone--every thought is condensed into a single electrical signal then pulled away by some unseen force--emotions and stimulus are registered then encoded and slowly broken down like matter being being pulled into a black hole--but rather than leading to a new dimension this "black hole" actually radiates the information back at a heightened state which tends to make the information take a solid form--and slowly i realize that elizabeth is the spiraling gravitional pull that forces me to jump across the synapses of my mind and the mind of the universe