Trying out some new plugins, and endless experiment!

Heatball 2 In my mind’s eye, riding down this turquoise highway, the lines converge, my eyes are blurred, as if with chocolate sauce. Sunbirds flying gently in the sky, cascading ringlet’s dance among the leaves, the sea reflects the orb of heat, Cicada’s buzz, a throbbing pulse, the heat fund’s down, words and pictures swirl around, am I in heaven? Dim memories of an ancient time, pushing upwards, and outwards, as if into space, an eye of lines, begins tp form, from window’s forged, in dream’s re-born.