You'Ve Got Alot of Nerve

After shutting off the bedroom lights by closing my eyes; I see sparks of fireworks in my mind thinking synaptically. It's not in anyway a day to celebrate nor holiday, so making me more to think feeding with fuel thoughts forgotten, now done brought up from depths not sought; for caution when stepping on the edge of what's surely the deepest depths of my mind's sea. Seeing old ideas again, now as blind creatures that shine by bioluminosity; for we all shine on and on and on and on...