Un I Verse

Klingon Hamlet

The universe unfolds before me, spilling its infinite river of diamonds twinkling in the world of night.

I watch the swirling nebulae unfurl and grow and burn to death. The suns bloom like fiery roses, spraying heat and light upon my awed gaze.

Planets form from waves of strata, their little bodies attracting air and life.

I feel the rising cascade of evolution wash over me as if I were the universe itself. Thick rivulets of DNA slither through the seams of space and time. They weave themselves round events miraculous and catastrophic.

Some strands abruptly die. Others smother in drawn-out misery.

The mighty few that outdo and outswim their weaker counterparts grow in immensity and importance. Their progress gains physical presence through the launch of starships small and mighty.

Soon they mingle and dance and parry, their bitter tangos illuminated by fire beams.

Alliances and grudges grow and multiply almost as fervently as they spawn successors. Time and space roll ever on as the end of one life births the next.

I take one step back and another sideways and twist the magnifying glass an inch. All events and participants and environments and phenomena melt or change or swap or slide away from this altered angle.

The same game but with different rules. All similar yet infinitely different.

The multiverse unbound, the futures many and any.

cinnamon

I like it - well done!
i like the images you've created - spilling its infinite river of diamonds,
soon they mingle and dance and parry, their bitter tangos illuminated by fire beams