ball of dreams mystery cults glitter amputated twirling .
Foucault's pendulum on the heads of the faithful crowned with laurel and carrying the cistus.
ikebana storm lights at the end of wrought iron rods rattling of the assembly crystalline songs ocean encounters the flow of the waves repels the dust granting oneself one last weigh-in sepulchral souls under the pinned picture rails in these times of romance with myriads of insects arise from the chests of oblivion at the Young Body Olympics knowing how to make their flexibility to seekers of secrets .
my eternal soul so ready already from the source of origins .
