The prolongation of the broken chain of cause and effect.
No changes occur in the suspension of the autumnal rapture.
We are sleeping within its soul-enriching crispness, like scientific specimens undergoing an experimental procedure.
We stand on the brink of something coming.
This is the prelude to another existence.
Tomorrow, we may live in the wreckage of manifesting events that will overcome our current position of containment and engineer our exposure to the chaos of change.