Why cross the bridge without thinking that living is forever, and nothing will ever change? We change continuously not always for the best, without knowing the true essence of love, in its purest form. -- Confining in self among ageless spheres, dust flows freely without an ounce of understanding, forcing subconscious mind control, majestic manifest ions, appearing among truth intimacy, and pleasurable passions of foreseen images before direct contact occurs. -- Admission not accepted, releasing truths only known to the heartless, would cause a backward flow of understandable knowledge to unreasonable reactions limited for a short time in dimensional space. -- Taken across your flight of wonder, do you pronounce the reality of inspirational intellect, or except the now is it.