Doppleganging Fractals
Many patterns appearing within grasp these few months avoiding them like hurdles cuz they reach into my depths to much
expanding and evolving, scaling my thoughts, weighing 1,2, or 3 tons just mathematical coincidence, sends me into a sphere'd sum,
replications and ratios, dimensional roots of perfection but what is with the confusion and decision of the graphed selection
parallels to coincidence, perhaps it's just theory, but for me it's to natural and it's a bit to eerie
geometric shaped thought bubbles thrown like a curved ball and ideas are placed and they vastly install
segments of variety, organized enough to function, nature,math, science, and words become 'a matter of fractual con-junctions'
magnified or reduced, it's locked into position, and no matter the altering, they still keep from switching
never losing consistency it's a stable setting, combined in combination of emotions I hold dear for mainting
moving with smoothness steady into place, abstract complexity with a divine sectioned base
a connection of 'a butterflied effect' mirrored image of familiarity like a doplegangered copy a direct similarity
such an opposite pattern, yet there's a such common denominators
almost can see patterns forming like I'm a prognosticator.
Copyright © Aunna Jones | Year Posted 2017
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