Nebular Echo Bloom

Life moves like liquids, the weather explodes Scorpodrome fractions in a luninous code Patterns unfolding in spirals unseen Answers in motion, what do they mean The echoes don't just repeat They fracture, they shimmer, they learn, they breathe A bloom in the void, expanding alive But who left the signal, and where do they hide Regular echoes, bloom and decay Shifting through timelines that spiral away Signals distort, but the patterns remain Who wrote the script in the code of my veins Anger, anger, unravelers in gore Blueprints in stardust, designs in the haze Time loops like echoes through quantum malaise This isn't chaos, it's something designed Blooming in wavelengths that weave and align If an echo can bloom, does it have a seed If a signal repeats, was it first meant to lead If an echo can bloom, does it have a seed If a signal repeats, was it first meant to lead Regular echoes, bloom and decay Shifting through timelines that spiral away Signals distort, but the patterns remain Who wrote the script in the code of my veins Transmission incompletes Tabular echoes, bloom and decay Shifting through timelines that spiral away