“Complivexations© Chapter 3 - Early Stages #2”

Incandescent collapses of ionized gasses spin off of stars and leap up out of nascent galaxies like dancers on a stage. Whole choreographies of being coalesce in a multi-dimensional fugue of harbored and successive zones. Whatever, compositional components are elaborated into an image that contains (progressively) a beginning and ending, and works out of the periphery that is silicates, water, and elemental envelopes.

What if you felt lost? What if the comforting parameters that defined your being were stripped away? Maybe you were diagnosed with cancer. Maybe you lost your job. Maybe the person you relied on to grace your present lost track of the important things (if only for an hour?), leaving you to go to sleep alone and in tears? What if you felt abandoned by the prevailing reality of your isness? Well, wouldn’t that some kind of a complexivexation?