Laminar, turbulent, and all between.

The observer, the bystander and the experiment as one.

Alone, drifting, finding a distinct existence with each passing trial.

Never knowing, always wondering, subject to the conditions of an unpredictable stimulus.

Until I meet the gaze of a fractured soul in a divine form.

It invites me to join it. Into the drift, we consort.

Only after it he...

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