Inside Drifting Clouds

come unto me while inside drifting clouds. Of the message inside drifting clouds do pass them by hunter words all hurd telling me what is to come of events shaped in that bottle in past. Hearing Explaining listening past... Being shaped as have they all in the past. And in thus, it is being of the being it is never. And likened unto the bottle that is necked in the middle and slow very slow whits thus yet thick yet wherein there when it passes.. And yet it comes and it goes how it passes...........