In the azure early morning, a point of light appeared and the world began to transform before our eyes.
Buildings stretched and seemed to come alive; fiery and gold. The air filled with an orange glow, deep blues and reds rip through the chasm of night and a fluid ring of fire appears on the horizon.
Transfixed we stare, as an event horizon unfolds before us and we are suddenly caught in an infinite moment that extends to an ever shimmering point in cascading colors and divine fractal misalignment.
In that moment I swirl inwards towards it, a loony smile on my five faces, and my fifteen eyes fiery and mad with love.