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COME LET US EXPLORE THE GRAND SHIP HISTORIA
THE GRANDSHIP HISTORIA
Come, let us explore the Grandship Historia;
taller and wider than imagination!
Our guest passes allow us to visit as it sails
on uncharted waters along the
cosmic ocean of Eternaus.
Before, in grand ship building times
formation became the clue to
her enigmatic journeys, of how when
and where she will travel and
the purpose of her visits.
Where is she going? Where has she come from?
All will be shown through portholes set in
non-sequential order on its countless levels.
From the lowest tier hanging like an iceberg
sequestered below to keep its secrets hidden.
in the depth of cold waters, the first porthole
begins the first story.
Among the rooms within the rooms we
see in the corner a sensuous garden
replete with beauty and delight
and home to one Adom and one Chava
new to the territory where the start begins
and mankind becomes alive.
A veil of light crosses between rooms and
time melds through from one into the next.
Now we see Cain and Abel about the land
stricken and ripped with strife where
only one survives.
Further up on different decks portholes
are splashed with blood and gore and
each of the enclosed rooms resonate with
the horrific sounds and sights of war and pestilence.
In stark contrast standing beside
the portholes of war light shines forth
glory and awe from the porthole
of earthly wonder. Colors blend into
pictures of green and red and orange
and blue and strains thereof.
Trees and valleys and fields and flowers
blossom and grasses flourish and all
animals and insects go about their bidding.
And if you would, ladies and gentlemen, please turn
your attention to the porthole stippled "Love".
Notice that in this unrestricted area
lies the beating heart of this resplendent ship.
Observe the interconnected series of complex
uncompleted constructions of slippery surfaces.
They appear worn and widely traveled and
each one shows signs that indicate
bravado, fanfare, compassion and caring
all built upon the tarred and stone
riddled pavement. Each one leading
to a different room.
Every pothole's brief illumination
occurs in a fraction of an instant
then morphs chronographically into the
next and the next and the next
going directionally forward leaving a wake
while heading towards a place in the now.
The Grandship Historia sails along without
knowing where the tides and currents
will take her. Unaware of storms and
turbulent seas she moves ahead
powered only by the engine of time.
On the Bridge, the Captain with
holy wisdom certain steers the ship
as it cruises to Destiny's ports.