The stars jumped out, yelling at me with their rainbow sound. Telling me to open my mind and listen. I complied, willing to see, hear, and feel what the universe had to tell me. The clouds stretching with color, reaching out and caressing my face. It's face appeared and turned towards me. The details twisted and changing, showing me it's true nature. Exhaling, it showered me with it's knowledge.
It is everything, yet nothing. It is the past, present, and future. It is what was, is, and will be. It is what could have been and could still be. It is life, death, and everything in between.

I listened deeply, watching the world twist before me. I saw all I've loved and all I've despised. I saw happiness and sadness, sanity and madness. I saw meaning. It kissed my forehead and turned away as it said goodbye. The stars going back into hiding as the moon came back out to play. I reached out, not wanting it to leave. But it was already gone, the message delivered.

This piece was written by Psychedelic Writer Kyle Allen. He is an aspiring novelist and psychedelic art collector. Kyle loves to use art from Tetramode to help create new realms and situations for characters in his stories to explore and overcome. He lives in Wisconsin with his beautiful wife and family, finding new ways everyday to love life. You can follow him on Twitter at www.twitter.com/goose_kyle