Poem -

Cosmic Onion

Cosmic Onion

Cosmic
onion.
Burrowing
through.
Artificial 
intelligence.
Ever 
expanding.
Coursing 
dimension 
to dimension 
flows.
Creation, 
many
layered 
construction.
Pulsing 
out from
origin.
Pulse 
generator.
One layer
to the
next.
Each 
unique.
Each 
a universe
unto
itself.
Ever
expanding
onion.
Paper
thin
layers.
Close,
yet infinitely 
far.

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sparrowsong

Hello JP...

People can transform themselves into an Onion...

​​​​​​After you pull off so many layers to them you decide that's enough of that...

They come to you saying something like you give up too easy...

Not understanding peeling layers of Onions really isn't your favorite thing...

Then you're just over it...

Time to go and be alone or visit with someone who you don't have to do all of that with...

Peace at last...

Those who enjoy a Good Mystery knows a Good Mystery...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Ice Queen

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author
John Prophet

Ice Queen. I like that. Thank you for reading.
John
 

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author
Bernadete van d...

Ever expanding universe. Infinity! 
Great write, John.
Greetings,
Bernadete 

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author
John Prophet

Hi Bernadete.

Thank you kindly for all your comments.

John

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author
Marion

AI... Nuff said. It terrifies me John x

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author
John Prophet

Hi Marion,
Yup, what’s next is invisible.
We’ll know soon enough.
Next few years will tell the story.
Thank you for reading.
John
 

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