Original Nucleus

Responding to calls of nature while sitting here inside by the computer, writing. Whiling away in wonder and curiosity, letting imagination have it's turn with ideas being churned out through intellect. Senses intensely filled with all types of scents, tastes and textures, coming into an existence on their own. Playing in the mind of beginning, tossing ideas around, finding interior sequences of coded messages being sent steadily within a soul to intellect. Causing turns of events, conspiring to enlist outer dimensions of space to become a part of the nucleus of original beings. Noticing the total textures of other worlds never being expressed in relation to what is already known here on earth. Life becoming what it is, made of from the very origins of time in it's lonely space forever. Coming into the light when reflected upon, in memory's images, never being blinded by the darkness of the night, as it travels through this soul.