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Seeing moisturizing becoming faces and figments forming evaporated and evaporating to fill in the shades of fully-formed moving fluid people. Or suspender people wearing, and this example for trying to hand me a crown of fluid that becomes alternately gold and silver then back to water.

Visualizing the air from round a speeding train, spreading blowing around trees through and around signpost and through the street, visualizing the air as though it is the characteristics of a wake of water, through tunnel like three-dimensionally dispersing through the air well if acting all substances it touches in a way that they take on the traits of water as long as they are being affected by the force of this wave.

Everything is ice colored crystal, Sapphire and the lightest parts of amethyst growing like crossed over all surfaces.

Wet Stone Surfaces reflecting metal, blur's of all surfaces around them becoming malleable matter, themselves becoming small geysers, or tunnels of bursting through the air

People living in front of chaos, micro macro align as the verges between as Bridges form from one perceptible reality to another.

Seen often in the glimmer of a gemstone, why do think they are so adored, they each glimmer of the million that pass through a day, each a way to and from another place.

Dancing along the ground sweeping around the floor, as though the floor is light snow. This is applicable to any surface even the swiping snow like material out of the air, or diamond dust or snow dust or gold dusters glass dust. Or clouds.

Sunflower bud bound by their leaves stretching exactly outward, on stepping down, evens up, see separate, exploding out falling the exact symmetry don't slow motion, so you may see deeper inside for yourself. A mirror for you to see, that it is you and me simultaneously seeing the same scene.

Watching visualize sound waves the flow vibrate molecules in slow motion, Staring down East Avenue from Madison Square Garden seeing all the way to 59th Street, all the sound waves interacting from everyone walking, talking trucks moving people fidgeting, The Cliffs at the light changing the sound of the light bulbs subtly humming, Converging into a multitude of confluence creating immensely complicated three-dimensional wave interference patterns. Light bending.

Three-dimensionally light bending, and blending.

Drinking in the daydreaming seeming lasting forever, drinking in the stimulus the testament, my favorite perceptions.

Seeing suspenders people, Invisible glistening of photons excitedly swimming in otherwise silence, H2 Hummer reflective light running along the highway.

Smoke from a chimney into clumps of people that then start falling through the air as they gain more mass hitting the ground of vapor streaks with smoke dispersing and circulator craters that then solidify to look like geodesic fountains.

Micro colonies of microcosmic microcosm civilizations thriving in a massive rainforest. As though seeing civilizations through a microscope, preaching all bacteria feeling the home rainforest. Scenes of seeing MicroSocieties. The dust of the Windows Mail says that ice crystals particles swimming into themselves aggravating with the Dust to become miniature rocks lines.

Photon Reservoir

absorption Forest

Celestial start as coach everything, missed Evian sky like snow flying from the hood of a car. The mist of gemstones ground dust becomes the air you breathe.

Still Prometheus once pondered, every life well-lived is Promethean by perception.

Swim, fly, vibrate, I and eyes, ionize dance,

Levitating layers of light as a levitating Sheets of Rain up from the asphalt, then for me these into other shapes or greater stratifications.

Flashlight over at Dusty ground as a shadow to see how the Sun light would illuminate and be blocked by the planets. A flashlight on the ground in a dark room, on the ground to see how the Sun sees its progeny of pleasant planetesimals.

A sea of melting leaves blowing in the wind, the ocean has wisps swallows of ocean waves whip into the air as the leaves stripped from the ground by a strong Breeze. Originating in air and off of other trees.

What did the Rayleigh wave say to the love wave? get in Phase.

The rally wave racing to the tiled floor and another fluidly leaving the tiles where they stood, raised swells of squares until there are multiple tiers each with multiple levels leaving empty parts that drop down from this level down to another continually cascading until constructing exact replicas of the multiple tiers above them.

The Moon is a glowing lens and also a pupil.

The ice on the highway splitting into three by slightly Blue by light wisps.

Flowing into waves and particles as flashes of light washing over their car.

Light strip Sandy fluid in Sandy fluid into the street lasting eternally behind the eye once seen, and tasting like honey, with a Stripper like angel of light and heat swinging around it.

The light shining from behind me while walking reflects off the surface of snow, cars, and the signs of houses evaporating and inhaled bit by bit by me as I breathe ever less deeply.

Horses of the smoke pouring from the tailpipe of the car ahead of me on the highway, there Galloping Goblin quickly welding around my car and also up the walls and leaping over cars.

Rebuilding from its foundation also up the passage fragments rotate around it its former sensor when separated, like asteroids around the Sun or almost magnetically, gravitationally held in place to coalescing to several spiraling Spires.

Waves from where I stand erupt from the Earth on either side of me, rising to great heights. Some splash off Surfaces, ex. against trees water splashes up, Curling back in itself in a long twisting wave, alternately splashing upward in two branches each time splitting and splashing into the splashes creating a pattern of vertical wave interference.

This pattern of Vertical wave interference creates a shape used as a template project images on or to see images from, love seeing shapes and bundles of branches or on the sides of clouds.

Walk past a chain link fence seeing the scenes of my life playing out, in each of the diamond like opening, progressing the further I walk. Tree branch each level holding an image I'm a walkthrough, I walk up the tree trunk through these scenes of my birth and death, or each level higher progressing through different days, minutes, hours, of my life. This resembles Anomalous clock of Altonevers chapter 1.

The rain rises from the ground with the visible volume of light shining through Bunches of leaves and branches. so that I am walking through a thin fluid left out of my skin seeming as though silk fluid atmosphere. the surfaces of objects and ceiling texture or reflect this sentiment

The stoplight in front of the gas station expands 10 times its size swinging around as a pulsar exerting its light on to its surroundings and atomizing cars driving by on the highways all seemingly levitating the entire scene to a celestial plane.

At the gates the suspender people lift the veil of reality for me to see…

Caraway seeds, dandelion seeds floating explode a small test charge is sweeping bursting anticipating through the air felt this cold or extremely hot crackling Thunder II that sweeps over your skin.

A variation of this is seeing the dreams or imagined scenes projected from the dandelion seed as it floats away, spinning and dancing through the air.

The branches swirl wrapping around the Moon, through the tree the moon becomes time toward me as a silver white fluid flowing over the branches seeming like illumination, but not, until dripping onto my forehead, between my wide open wondering eyes, and spilling down the leaves into my hands and arms.

Proteus progeny throwing cruise ships for sport 8000 feet into the air just to see the subsequent splash.

Suspended person thrown to the ground, splash and sublimate Rising only feed into the air before completely dissipating.

Seeing the particles of everything vibrate, swim, fly, do all three simultaneously, seeing all substances all three simultaneously.

Black railing with center orange light glow becomes a back and forth lovewave, Serpentine slithering as a snake, then up and down into the air and back down to the ground bending and twisting like a hook as it touches the ground, the ground spins like a record playing and scratching until the fence fully becomes the needle and the ground before it becomes the record and harmonious sounds spring about shapes and spectral creatures gaining mass as they move further from their source.

Reality rub, all things stick, rub off light dye or powder on air itself, all surfaces interacting this way all the movement is felt in this way all things are constantly brushing against each other taking texture and color and Hue off of each other. Watch this process from the start Point see how everything ends up through normal interaction.

Slip mirrors trees glass rainfall, with a strap forming bare branches of mirror flowers growing spreading from a source and becoming volumes of atmospheric mirrors, one may walk through or see from afar.

The seamstress of 3 phases of matter thread everywhere, anything, visible lighting, as strings.

Vibration of every atom in a molecule, every leaf blowing past the thread shapes Stone when still, then see in this way a forest at sunrise, strings have been strung since time was begun reflecting the incremental change over time that is the start of the essential plane, in mimicry of time.

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Magnetic lava or any matter behaving as though magnetic with the qualities viscosity of various Magnets, magnetically drawn to my hands also making Landscapes at will, or thrown in the air and reacting to a burst of resonance flowing through it. Juxtaposition of physical effects, or the weather, classical physics, quantum physics, perception.

As the cars pass on the highway there is an invisible wall which when they pass through the sunlight reflecting off the car splashes into becoming a flat asymmetrical splash of an almost Crystalline illuminating liquid. The car that passes through regains its luminous Sheen in the same way that skin regrows, though in seconds.

As I looked on the Street the asphalt grows into a wave, at first it is only centimeters in height, but 100 feet later it is inches, and 100 feet after that it is a foot from crest to trough. The cars, sidewalk, trees, telephone poles all sway as the wave passes. Hundred feet more it’s a few feet from trough to crest. Rolling semi semi-opaque obsidian waves born from asphalt rolling in reverberating through all matter.

After several minutes of this the ambient becomes blurred with the black so that a semi gray haze begins to ride the waves as they pass, like steam would ride the morning tides.

Slip stripping the sunlight often office skyscraper into a flat vertically standing luminous sheet of light that seems to behave like a fluid and glass simultaneously. Standing the entire height of the skyscraper though in the middle of the road. It behaves like a sheet and when I wave my arm with two fingers holding it reverberates from the bottom to the top throwing light bouncing all over the other skyscrapers.

When walking in front of Edgewater during the morning hours the sunlight throws the shadow of the gate to dissect the sidewalk into rectangles of light framed by shade. Walking through these rectangles of light on the ground they rise up to become semi opaque volumes of encapsulated realities that bend and blur and splash as a walk-through them. Creating a path of halls left behind as a wake while before me amassing and converging to a blur of multiple of these realities becoming one.

A sort of singularity of future events. This could be that each rectangle is its own memory and as I’m walking and walking through different memories so it means some way mimics stream of consciousness or the thought process.

what would happen of how to take one of the rectangles of the previous slip, and throw it out onto the street, with a steam then freeze well rising and become some semi shattered semi cooling sculpture resembling a splash of clouds though made of glass in the middle of the street, or stream of others.