The Tension of our Gradual impressions

Such is the desire, from the shifting mote on the concentration of consciousness, ascribed to memory with prioritisation on the back of our mind.

Drip, drip, dripping into being and through the synapses to the end.

Then with the being into finalising, an attraction occurs, or well, a view that is.

Can never tell what's out there, lucky me.

Welp, Atleast the microbloggers now.