Who Is Paula News

Electron waves rise high.
Paula's eyes half open, heart pounding, as she
seeks the line, carving through the curving crown.
And as the sine collapses she exits as one.

Paula lay down, listened to her veins, felt her heart pumping. And as electrons rushed through her arteries, it suddenly dawned on her: It doesn’t need royal blood to be a queen. Just acid.

Paula looked at her arms to see skin start to shimmer, limbs stretching, shapes shifting as the weight of her old self passed like a wave.
She soared through the open window, metamorphed, shapeless, but a sonic whole.

Paula revels in the ocean of space.
Each star a story, each galaxy a poem,
Paula's spirit danced among them, forever changed by the celestial ballet.
Her soul feels at home among the constellations.

Paula counted down as time cracked open. Thoughts bled colors. Reality flickered, then vanished.

Paula heads outside in the dark. Touch and release, fingers probe searching for the unknown and return to the glove, still there for me and you. It's ours to preserve!

Paula said: there are words they tried to print, there are thoughts they tried to speak, there are pictures you cannot show, photos you cannot snap and lyrics that you cannot sing. Think as I think, she said, see as I see, I kiss your thoughts, I kiss your dreams, I leave my steps upon your reality.

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Paula proceeded to question each dot down that wave and each answer led her back cross the river, up the ruler which measured her life.

Remixes by Cignol, Vertical67, Sound Synthesis, 36