this is the description
of an algorithm:
cast rays form a semi-infinite space
of possibility: Here You Will
Succeed, Despite Not Having Planned
For It. In the corner it's trickier,
constrained by nuance,
dotted black circle a bubble
trying to push the red out
and failing (we need to check
the math on this one)
and today I am happy,
robust: there's a feeling that the new
can be made, not intellectually, it's
an emotion of possibility,
the foundation for a
deliberated hope