The oracle spilt its parables. br Flung from lips of lucidity, br fragments fell into the aether br and merged with fleeting images br of unformed realities: br Translucent, intangible and undefined. br br Abstract seeds of perception teeter br on the cusp of eternity and an instant. br A convergence at the margins br of an unquiet mind, br where the gravity of infinite possibility br exerts its tidal pull. br br Borne on the ebb and flow br of unrealized potential, br a genesis of comprehension br severs the subordinate consciousness br from the self imposed shackles br of its covenant with ignorance. br br For one ordained moment br with unencumbered eyes, br it knows itself as the receding horizon br of a universe without measure; br and implodes with a glimpse br of absolved oblivion - home.