Imagine,
that we,
are the thread.
Sewn,
into,
the fabric of reality.
All of us,
being.
Different colors,
and textures.
Of thread and yarn.
Embroidered,
quilted and knitted,
together.
Through,
sewing,
and stitchery.
Causing us to become,
a part,
of the tapestry.
Of the cosmos.
If we,
are the thread.
Then what,
is the needle.
Are we,
eyeing,
the needle,
of energy.
And if so.
What,
shall take the...