The universe is made from bass

I am nothing but attention
My gaze elevates things from the dark
I gaze at the rose and it takes on colour
I think of the swallows and they exist
When I listen deeply something is pounding
Did it start me or did I start it
When I listen deeply there is pounding
From the mist of nothingness it rose
In the swirls of stars it hammers
and it beats them into human shapes
The eternal unit is the rhythm
The universe is made from bass

06-07-2026
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