Maximus Siris

Time is my Muse

And my playground

Like a slide of celestial tornados

I shoot the gap

And Nutmeg the Goalkeeper

Who holds the Hourglass

Certain things are not always Certain

Like the closing of a Curtain

Such things can be raised to new heights

With the proper perspective and leverage of a golden thread

My thoughts dance in synaptic timeframes

Syncopating the drumroll that builds a better future

Leading to a land of emancipation

Like Four Score and Seven Possessions ago

A New World is built

In the Middle of Nowhere

You can visit if you like

Tops of Mountains

And Valleys Forged

By the Ice of Time

This is the Story of ManKind

A Stick of Fire

A Cave of Solace

Light Shining Pure

Water making New

Ice to Heal

A Changing of View

Stones being Raised

A BullMan in a Maze

Spheres and Cigars

The Law of Attraction

Ending in a Kiss

Keys and Caps

Put in their Rightful Place

Parsecs to the Human Race

Raising a Flag

On the Ring of Saturn

Forward Momentum the only thing that Matters

Eyes tuned into the Cosmic Frequency

Ears hanging on every next word

Spice flowing from the Island

A Speck lost in the Blue

Black Tar

Tyrannosaurus BitMex

CyberSaurus

The Eyes of Horus

A Halo of Time

Don’t forget

History Rhymes

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