The Trouble with Signals.

[Inkblades]

It doesn't matter where you are.
Illumination works in overtime.
Around the clock and inside of it, too.
Trench circuitry enclosed in far reaches.
There are no deadlines for the omnipresent.

Are you forever out to sea?
Adding to galaxies only what you can see?
Adding to galaxies what you desperately want others to see?
Just realize that this isn't a need.
It's more than that.
It's a gasp for a grasp.
It's a didactic, satire-laden blood frenzy.
It's a ready made gallows set with all the fixin's.
It's a passive aggressive balancing act.
It's a struggle.
It's an attempt.

A flare is at its most impressive when witnessed from a perpendicular perspective.