The blackness doesn't exist
With eyelids positioned, fixed
Closed
To all looking in
A mind that won't give in.

Spectrums of colour await
Films and events, 
Dissipate
Into moments that shouldn't exist
As the frequency demands it's existence to manifest.

The future and past 
Pour like an hourglass
With each grain of sand
Making moments of transcendent glam.

Moments defined by an anagram
Of universal code 
Deciphered by Einstein
Another door opened with scattered keys from the underground.

A journey found in the pockets of a frequency state
An easy place to communicate
To find the secrets of life at the quantum gate.

Get ready to evaporate 
As a new world begins to incubate
With Youths who see a different place.

Technology 
Defining the minds of a future race.