April 30, 2026

Archon's Atrophy.Sonnet 22

The Plethora of Proximal Pulses

From out the Aleph’s microscopic core,A gush of adjectives begins to stream,To coat the barren, non-existent floor,And manifest the fabric of the dream."Opalescent," "rugged," "vast," and "deep,"The qualities attach to nascent things,As minerals from out the nothing leap,And gravity its heavy mantle flings.The creature and the Archon are the loom,Through which the warp and weft of "Is" are spun,Until the very corners of the gloom,Are dazzled by the coming of the sun.A superabundance of the "Here and Now,"Is carved upon the universal brow.

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