When the slope of space-time Universe flows
outward upon the course of nothingness
across those depths of empty infinity
the wasteland without sound or meaning
mass energy cannot return over extra-dimensions of self
to journey with spatial dimensions directed
like never ending frontiers of echoes
along free running river courses of potential
Mass aggregating in steady states
has larger dimensions to themselves
tumbling like stones in a rock polisher
gems of refracting light in molecular forms
mass energy collapsing inward as space flows outward
the infinite directions expanding forever
while mass contracts within its being
compacting efficient effacement of dissipation
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