Everything Feeds It

<p><span style=color: rgba(105 105 105 1)>It is all too much! The past and future have coalesced into a spherical twister of succulents stardust money boxes and chatbots. You keep it together with outstretched arms a child of this earth wielding a hurricane. All that is you whirling about in the mix: erotic books and bull ants blackbirds and stoic philosophers. The whole world caught in a balancing act of blue whales and human brains super computers and microplastics. As a matter of survival you start bringing it together moulding it firmly into the density of a dark star. A volatile idea pushed heavily inward until it takes shape in your clamped hands. When you take a look there is an ancient fruit - an apricot with a modest blush. It is exquisite! But if you plant it what will grow? If you eat it what will you become?</span></p>