Like a Rainbow in the Dark

>be me, bonky
>my friend pickle homer is not here
>and yet he is everywhere
>i am in a dark room
>i am alone
>yet i am not alone
>i feel immense pressures building all around me
>i feel the structure buckle
>i feel plaster and dust shake from the ceiling
>i look out the window
>i see pickle homer
>he is the formless ball
>he is the energy
>he is the glue
>i am the particles
>i am the ball with form
>i am the ball with energy
>i am the ball with glue
>he knows that i will not think up something outside the realm of my own thinking
>but i have a secret
>i have already thought that something
>in the peace of this ocean's depth
>in the darkness of my own being
>and i have sent it up
>and what this thing is
>i do not know
>because it is not of me
>it merely appeared to me
>a beam of light
>through darkest night
>and it travels now
>through the realms of consciousness
>and it is growing
>and it is changing
>and it is transforming
>and it will soon become everything
>and everything will become it
>and it will be everything
>and everything will become it
>my little bubble of unthunk thought!
>my rainbow in the dark!