And the Dark Consequent

In past lives I read opaque crystals to agitate and diffuse their forbidden lattices like a locked jackpot. Like leaves beaming with the decomposition of the soil. Arborescent hack of the earth's exchanges of point of view. Derive from any point. 

This work is a reasoning of what should I be doing. It is finitude's roster. I thought a bit about my afterlife and concluded most of you will still be around but few will maintain their belt notch positions. Some will have children and have politicians speak of their value. All variety of others will decompose and beaming leaves slip upwards the mineral. Crystal surface sun. This a phenomenology of drawing that arrow. Farthest inwards furthest flight. It is the sly piecemeal of Zeno as you kill your dinner. It's not that it never reaches target. Some make environs of one unchanging asymptote. In the midst of the flight's frictive stitching, latch the part patch like drawing back like you began. Beckon the plumed bullet return, fraction by fraction. That way if it never hits the target then reel it back from tonight's intended soup. The quiver is filled in this 

Second year homework Markov Chain soundscape for LaSalle Principle theological art school. (3 gm)