Fitting into The Infinite

Shipping into the missions and

Observing through a kaliedos’ lens

Rummaging in the past, for solutions to the now and thens

Theoretical ifs that seem to never end

In a rabbit hole with the thoughts to spend

Declined the straight and narrow to get lost in the bend

Happened upon psychedelic amorphous images as friends

With thumping speakers for heads

Vibing out music and philosophies like peace and knowledge is trend

Banging against the brain til it cheese grates and banana splits

Madness is pleasant in this present, held chillingly in the fingertips

A Shakespeare dilemma in the rift

Slipping into The Infinite is fitting, isn’t it?