Sensation passes through the transparent interior in a distributed state The garden of consciousness identification refracted like probability The light is stacked in depth and becomes a line at the apex The line becomes entangled in excitement It acquires a different curvature of beautiful life And I am conscious of that curvature The layers of consciousness open And we are enveloped in one consciousness And we choose to remain a little more beautiful The garden is saturated The mind has the same speed Above.
