Research poem 1

If you thick , your thoughts run thin,

Consistency of mind is the process of changing all patterns of thinking,

Time runs backwards if you measure it from the future,

Green can be re(a)d when its written down.

I'm made of the past and based on the future

Here is your present wrapped up in time,

Only to be opened now,

Not now, coz that moment has passed,

Passed with the highest mark possible,

Past to me, and back round the conscience stream,

Is your dream a memory of the future?

If so, I think you need a hyper-information injection to cure your paradoxes.

I'm equidistant from most places except my current location.

I gyrate and dilate,

Like a gyro-pupil spinning round the church of education.

Squarking off into a blackhole conversation

can only lead to the propagation of even more stagnant ideas.

Dictionaries standardise language leading to thought.

Don't let them contort your expression,

By trying to abort the launching of you new words.

Nothing in life is free, even thought,

but you can get a discount if you try and count backwards from infinity only in prime numbers ...