Jewel Matrix

Writing is the multiverse
Looking slowly down
Lit corridors that time besieged
In the palace of your soul.
Split phases of you get written
Every time you put words to the page,
Each version of your self reborn
Through elastic ink of cosmic calligraphy
Journalized in quantum fragments.
Each self is preserved in time
Like balanced atoms in a crystal
Maintaining order through prismatic patterns
In a starry delirium of dimensions.
Opening the jewel box of your journal
You find portals to other worlds
Where you existed in a social gravity
Shaped by pyramidal decisions,
Distorted by rhombic desires,
Destined by parallel stories,
Constructed by the people you knew.