Presenting,
"Illustrious Illusions of an Elevated Mind: The Van Gough Complex."
The stars shine brightly.
The sky, so clear, so peaceful.
A glorious night.
Cosmic fusion. Descriptions of the universes inner movements.
So artistic, this union. To disconnect? It is useless.
It's enlightenment for us humans, but for the closed mind: darkness, confusion.
In silence the chains loosen, from that which pervades, abusive.
So may the harpist play, when cued in.
A solemn hymn for those who strayed from the music.
For the sullen praise of a fool's whim, could cause sudden waves of....
-low frequencies amplified.
So may we all bless the skies, for summoning precious nights,
which all can commune then rest beside,
next to wives under a new moon.
It'll be full soon-
til that day arrives, I'd just wish to sit here mesmerized.
Who'd ever thought one could visualize the genius strokes, only for it to come alive!
I felt the sudden rise as soon as I shut my eyes- though I do not sleep.
Van Gough's complex in full effect, my surroundings come to life each time that I speak.
It's becoming conscious within the time,
accomplished when breached.
It's turning the volume a little high so the vibrations could peak.
It's elevation at it's prime, when the mind and body align.
Painting beautiful illusions of Van Gough's work in its height-
.... when constructing the theme of a "Starry Night".
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