Cielo

Universally coded limitless variation as amorphous as it is particular aloofly showcasing synthesized basking essentials with regard for neither commentary nor broadcast spread out plainly for the naked eye to see.

Infinitely structuring sanguine molecular diversity in puzzling transformative lexicographical serenade, like treasured atemporal ecoblueprints smugly cast aside to exalt sensation, still silently omnipresent awaiting less confrontational loci, delineating epics, as individualized as one two three.

Like everything that could have ever existed had always astrologically exclaimed its infinitesimal foundations transitionally excavated throughout neverending time.

Extraterrestrially organic, a transisted lifeforce speculatively attired, left to mischievously promote clarity and intimate concrete mathematical formulae, while remaining romantically unrequited, persistent concealed lucid revelation, rebelliously consistent illuminated compound pines.

Blinding.

You've found it if you weren't sure what to look for, especially if you were searching for nothing at all.

Misplaced like indirection.

Celestial wherewithal.

I was playing constellation recently, and, as usual, I began by searching for raccoon.

Unsure if I had located the stars I traditionally transform into constellation raccoon, I started to notice raccoon constellations partout.

The night sky was bustling with raccoon activity that evening indeed, as I shyly observed their narrative spontaneity.

If genetic codes or html exponents appeared as they sought delicious slices of chocolate or banana, I can't claim to have found their cyphers.

I did suddenly notice a turtle passing by underwater, however, his or her aquatic foraging briefly caught in faint exterior light.

It was good luck to see her or him, the odds of it passing by unnoticed greatly surpassing those that would lead to its detection, a sight almost lacking historical precedent entirely, if only it hadn't happened once or twice before.

A lil snapper, snapping away.

Symbiotically chillin'.

Snap snap.

Snap snap snap.

Snap snap.

Around 1am.