Do we wear masks as we walk amongst others or is character predetermined as the supernova explodes?
Close your eyes and dream quietly Let your lips whisper your inner most desires...
The soul will determine where your emotions will lead drastic actions
Will love triumph over hatred or will the roller coaster influence the ultimate temptations that will prove to be the flesh's downfall
The true testament of free will is not found within choice but instead its interaction between those two who want to truly live

Eternity in an instant yet Infiniti embraced by 0's loop
Is this the beginning of the end or a consistent loop
Do all questions answer themselves or shall I ponder
Will death bring life or vice versa in transcendence's wonder
How long until satisfaction is reached through war
Blindness is overlooked  while scanning the horizon's most northern star
Space is not enough when time runs out
How much can one body take when everybody feels pain throughout
The path is chosen through notification of the sufferings
Numbers explain nothing when the experience is alive by offering

Oh how the beauty of stillness molds my patience and brings me to realize the life within any single experience
If only to rid the mindset of society's consistent pressure on the soul's desire to thrive and then embrace the original pureness of innocence
Where must one go to see the beauty that nature so gracefully provides in order to open the door that we seek with passion
Shall we live fast paced only to give up the part that matters and lose the meaning then look back at the end of it all with wishful thinking
Slow down, be still and appreciate, listen  with your eyes closed as it all passes you by and then see that all your desires are possible if only you create them
Fear, in any form, can only exist if you believe it and give it power over you, so  strive consistently to reconstitute your surety of positive self control
No man's actions nor words can determine your inner connection with the life you choose, so go forth boldly and blossom and just be, for the only thing that exists is the thought, which creates the action, one by one, and with no sound... How perfect