yet there are voices with choices
life can make you think
through the notion of a sphere
let's its member draw near
for I shed a single tear to numb the inner pain
yet still dig deeper then ever before
a challenge to be free is a quest of time
still we must all come together
a shoulder to cry as your draw nearer
no one thinks hard anymore no one has a voice

to walk along a journey of a path
darkened columns of hue yet nothing new
we have bitten off far more then we could ever chew
running through circles its the totality of the human experience
its in the history of humanity the ghosts
not merely our own personal experiences
It is distinguished from the personal unconscious, which is unique to each human being.
It has a better sense of the self ideal than the ego or conscious self has
Scientists have made studies that we use a small portion of our brains
lest I humbly refrain from the truth explained
maybe its in some twisted ways getting caught in a purple haze