My own breathing is audible,
Perhaps this brings to light,

The fact.

That I am aware of another part,
Of my own consciousness.

A kaleidoscope.

Of light and sound previously,
Eclipsed by my dependence.

We all exist.

On different planes of being.
Third, fourth, fifth dimensions.

Residual good.

Is the only path to redemption.
Redemption may only be self inflicted.

Infinite potential.

Is what every being begins with.
Yet accumulation is more satisfying.

Eternal beauty.

Is the perfect guise for sinister acts.
A catalyst for heightening the madness.

The glowing man inquires.

If it is true that love conquers all,
Bring to light the heavenly reason.

For all of this ******* decay.