transcendence does not mean surpassing, moving above transcendence is living through opposite ends of the spectrum simultaneously, or even being it
without experience, here, still there is without eyes to gaze upon the mystery of coherent light touchable without a hand i am born again again and again and again until i transcend into an unlookable expanse within and without of myself
Ears I don't need to hear the music you are. I don't have to sing along to be one with thy song You are the tune, my words fit in, meaning falls in place, The voice rises and falls,the journey of my music thus begins.
You are the river of nectar, that never ceases to nourish my shores. That doesn't need any space or time to flow through; it never ends. A drop of it's ebullience, I am catapulted from the flow of your wave. I roam, searching for you, to return and immerse in your fathomlessness.
"O, how Light doth so verily well as Ink upon canvases of Darkness, as Darkness doth so verily the same by Light.
Thus do I beseech of thee to speak at any length with me of this 'good' and 'bad.' over which you toil yet so."
Let's call it "following a whim~"
*Just in case anyone's curious: the asterisk in the title is wholly intentional as a facetious appeal to a theoretically-requisite-though-nevertheless-inescapably-non-existant footnote of a disclaimer signifying that this is, in fact, somewhat likely to be a hypothetical scenario where someone, for some senseless reason, actually wanted to know the author's viewpoint; or, that it could indeed be otherwise fictitious.
Resemblance to any person, myself or otherwise, is favorable.