To See Myself Reflected - 2nd

When counting all the ways to achieve one possible outcome one does not often think to include the reverse strategical paradox of unencumbering oneself from the burdens of an infinite universe. Ergo, out of respect for those with more advanced knowledge of post didactic cyber-literature you may skip ahead a few hours and catch right up.

To See Myself Reflected - Introduction

Trinidad. Tiny toboggan. A hill steeping swiftly downward crestfalling, faceforward, dodge-dashing. No rock can tumble to far from our course.

Once a burning incense, now a stream set drifting o’er to meet us by the way. Bring the bobcat, set the lion in its cage. Swing shut the gate. How graceful thy dance O’ everlonging. Take my breath away.

Irene 3

Upon entering the creaking portal he was transposed in an instant from the grim outer passage into a labyrinth of steel and aluminum. Yellowed florescents flickered tragically, illuminating the hall in static autonomy. Mechanical parts, chains and gears littered the ground. Wheels and rims dangled from above creating a claustrophobic atmosphere. Thin aisles marched forward flanked by sentinel frames pledging allegiance to Bianchi, Cervelo, Volagi. With every step newer and more impressive models shown forward, eager to be used and fulfill their maker's designs.