Niches Of Thought

Inception.
Niches of
thought.
Thought
flowing.
Flowing
through
voids.
Infinite 
scope.
Infinite 
realms
infected.
Time
ancient.
Humanity, 
mere conduits 
of concepts.
Absorbed,
original 
thought.
Thought
from a 
different
realm.
None
original.
None
organic.
Cauldron 
of creation.
Generator.
Pulsing.
Ripples.
Wrinkles
of origin.
Forms 
from 
inception.
Morphing 
through. 
Spacetime.
Concepts 
absorbed 
disseminated
passing on.
Dimensions 
of thought.
Infected 
from time
Immemorial.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Your style is very familiar. Have you assumed a Nomme de pen? If so, you unfortunately attracted the attention of the self appointed editor in chief of W/C.

[E.J. Waling]

Actually I got rid of the Nomme de pen.
Unfortunately, it seems JayG forgot that expression is a personal matter. I write as a hobby. His opinions are meaningless to me. Thanks for reading and commenting.

[JayG]

So...you started out writing a series of sentences very like the work of Reginald Bunthorn: words chosen more impress than to express a thought meaningful to the reader.
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Niches of thought.
Thought flowing.
Flowing through voids.
Infinite scope.
Infinite realms infected.
Time ancient.
Humanity, mere conduits of concepts.
Absorbed, original thought.
Thought from a different realm.
None original.
None organic.
Cauldron of creation.
Generator.
Pulsing.
Ripples.
Wrinkles of origin.
Forms from inception.
Morphing through.
Spacetime.
Concepts absorbed disseminated passing on.
Dimensions of thought.
Infected from time Immemorial.
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Then you chopped the lines into a stack of individual words. And THAT makes you YOU the Salvador Dalí of poetry?

In
that
case,
I,
too,
am
Salvadore
Dali.

Doing it once would be a gimmick. But repeat it in whatever you post?

As Bunthorn put it:

If you're anxious for to shine
in the high sthetic line
as a man of culture rare,
You must get up all the germs
of the transcendental terms,
and plant them everywhere.

You must lie upon the daisies
and discourse in novel phrases
of your complicated state of mind,
The meaning doesn't matter
if it's only idle chatter
of a transcendental kind.

And every one will say,
As you walk your mystic way,
"If this young man expresses himself
in terms too deep for me,
Why, what a very singularly deep young man
this deep young man must be!"

[E.J. Waling]

Thank you kindly for reading my work.

[Davidgeo]

It was like descending into a black hole

[E.J. Waling]

Thank you kindly for reading.