MCarax

I am here, Can you see me now? Walking beside you. Relentless sea, deadly blue Cover me with your waters, shake my heart. Devour me and make me feel lost in you. I surrender to your fortitude, make me yours. All yours, made of salt and coral. Sweet sea, as blue as few. Love me Treacherous sea, dark and powerful. Take me Sea of mine, always out of my reach. Forget me not. To my favorite obsession Always yours CARAX

I am chaos theory, that strange amalgamation of order and anarchy, fearsome and gorgeous as a star, a galaxy. look at my arms, spiralling, stunning as a Lorenz attractor, attracting stardust to my centre, my black hole, my churning void of gravity. are you brave enough to look straight at me? are you wise enough to see the beauty in this fury, deterministic matter devolving into a haze of the arbitrary? I am a fusion of dynamical systems, a point on a geometrical manifold, and yet I am so much more. observing me does not collapse me. I am infinite (im)possibility.

Is this what it means to be overthrown— reduced to a mere satellite, a scale of someone else's might? My scales, my own heart, are no longer my own, so I ail beneath the gravity of an immense mass, like a giant shackled by a god. I want upheaval, an earthquake, intense destruction, and I want the world to laud me as its maker. I want to rage, strike out, trumpet a whole planet to arms, but each complete revolution leaves me like the one before, in just the same place. What can I do but bide my time, surrender (for now) to this great system's defender?