Photochromic

By seismic divination or cybernetic tentacles apprehended, a species beyond. A baffling means of configuration, streaming tremors, quantum interstellar radio. A gorgeous portion of modulation made tactile with celestial shivers in the visible spectrum corresponding to the too-blue sky seen through my adaptive glasses and not the advent of some self-fulfilling virtuality. 

The Information Paradox

In procedural delirium coils the programmed night incarnate, star by star, incomprehensible distance constellated so, coded loneliness. Composition by time-field, not quite absolute zero of the unbearable lightness confound. The love of the abject object for the disjunctive subject. Turquoise praise remains aqueous without saturation.