Living Under My Dome
Didn’t you know
you’re living under
my dome that surrounds
my pinecone?
At its center is a
magnetic crystal stone
that is my throne.
Drifting in an endless sea
with infinite versions of me.
All connected electrically,
compacted fractally and
reflected holographically
that you call reality.
Spinning magnetically
in this simulated dream.
I AM Everything.