Blue Water Ghost
She is feeling the effects of something she's not sure of, feelings that ride ghosts across the heart of a dance floor in search of ...what?
She is sensing her own infinite spectral densities and is beginning to behave like a questioning child, as if a young stallion who knows nothing of the dangers of the dark horse.
Her growing memory, her controlling properties of living legend wishes they were dead--operates now at the hyper-molecular level as if to beg a prayer.
Her state-dependent probabilistic sampling tasks have begun to go …ballistic? She has virtually no dependence on time.