Fighting Mirrors.

Life as a record.

Replayed through time.

A full-spectrum divination of high and low frequencies.

Of light and sound.

Void and abundance.

Reflections of self hurled returning, endlessly through wormholes.

Trapped in a freedom, devoid of space or construct.

Yet somehow sustaining continuity.

Endlessly.

Never hearing, always playing.

Deteriorating.

Exhilarating.

A perpetual dualistic cycle of self-destruction, and regeneration.

Seamlessly integrated with one another.

Into eternity.