Mood Swing #6: Resonance "the power of imagination makes us infinite"    John Muir    its gestation was noticed    not necessarily in the very beginning    but as time created movements    a field of enigmatic proportions    entered...

Florae reincarnated bliss. Petals lay where sun refused to ray. Stalking stems are lacking strength. Thorns bring crimson-stained amiss.Florever blooming endeavours. Aquatic yearning arose. Soaked in velvet, so called hell fit. Lucy’s bouquets were ever imposed.Deathbeds of roses. Rain...

Numerically correct,new miracles are set to seem improbable.Vicariously intact,the same old mysteries at hand remain unsolvable.I’m incomparable,like a tether to a WiFi wearable in pairing mode.Highly programmable,written to a T-prompt yet riddled with debunked error codes.Stopped to a halt,...