Infinity in its infancy

Infinity in its infancy

……….Can I dream without body or mind, I imagined forms but does that make them mines,  spontaneous spontaneity is I, as is my surroundings, imagined forms almost seem autonomous, as my imaginative powers seem to be bottomless, even the light came from thought, it was I who imagined one day this would all be taught, contrary thoughts are a reflex that birthed contradictory forms, off the cuff I imagined a two legged beast standing in huffs with a crown of horns, a balancing act that emanates from my core, I sense it was there before there was a fabric of space to be tore…. From an imagined tiny pinhole of light, even the emptiness it exists in is a creation of my sight, I expanded upon it because it was getting kind of tight. I was there in the beginning, moving amongst the darkness, even before the light.