It's coming, you can see it in more and more people now, just different aspects of the same issue poping up in their heads; might just be how we are sold the image of the perfection we want, or the controlling of society by a few evil ones, or that clarity of mind is literally effortless, your thoughts create your feelings not the outside circumstances, my god the stars are beautiful and how the birds sing like the melody of my heart to yours. Ancient spirits gather now, Wake up, Wake up. Like every morning there's that point, oh here's now. Get up!

A vision of the universe now embarks upon us, the mass extinction; of ourselves. It sounds so poetic and unknowing,
Plasmons Quantizations and Quackery. Structure Form and Order, Aperiodicity and Love.

Don't Follow Me
You'll loose Your Path