Hello from prison!

Good thing I have my loyal Q'ursha to lick my chains thin. An artist was nice enough to make this depiction of us

by so very talented Unita-N

I believe in the universe I inhabit
And I believe It lives in me

I believe in past past
Like a trail, a road
A tower I built
And now rises from under my feet

I believe in the bright future
Next, but nonexistent
Which is born from my plotting
And disappears once I stop thinking about it

I believe in blood
Red, thick
That boils under my skin
Warming my arms
Flowing down to my feet
Boring through the ground
Like a torrent
Linking me with those who have been
Roots and wings
Never imprisoned in the ground
Never confined to the heavens

I believe in looking at the stars
Which believe in looking back at me
Yearning for my brightness
As I am for theirs

I believe in sunbathing
Feeling the earths movement
Rotation and translation
Constant but ever changing

I believe in what is visible
I believe in what evades my eyes
I believe in what sets us apart
And in what makes us akin

I believe in the strange harmony of chaos
Typical-atypical disorder of concert

I believe in you and me
In gentle words
Whispered from loving lips
To beloved ears

I believe in my undying soul
Untamed
Which knows not of impossibles
Paradoxical, unexplained
White hole on top of which
A thousand universes unfold
Resonating beyond time