How grand

How grand this universe is.

How big the collisions of planets among their midst.

The mind can not comprehend the size of its scope

nor begin to hope to understand its begin.

Every time we think we have grabbed onto something solid it slips.

Even in their majestic dance they sometimes miss.

Creating fissures across centuries.

Bursts of light spreading gamma rays as messengers a marriage has happened today. 

What other options do we have then to dance along?

Unite in its song. 

No plan is has constructed nor deadline to help it on its way. 

It doesn't have to wait even when it seems to us like decades.

The universe is time itself, It does not play to our rules. 

The beauty is unseen as the iris expanding in my own eyes.

The horror is bending minds. Captures its children in insanity.

Our imagination bends and blends with the fabric of this multiverse.

Twisted and perverse. Shining fragments of a hologram.

Everchanging . 

What wonderful and strange forms will you take on?

What silent wonders will await you?

What noise will erupt from your endless machinery.

What ghost will show us the road to our spirituality.

A prince should understand how to use both the nature of men and beast, or at that is what Nicollo Machiavelli said at least.