For it is written, we shall see.
From beginning to end, that is the way.
Think or feel, hear or touch.
I am no longer present nor am I absent.
I have come and I have gone.
Time spins and time stands still.
What if or it is so.
For today I shall not see with my own, but with another.
Into the void of nothingness: no thought no mind.
Breathe in, Breathe out.
I am here. But where is here?!
It is wherever I say it is and whatever it shall be.
Not remembering a thing, no longer learning and growing.
Simply knowing there is nothing else to be done.
Stepping into the Canvas with a brighter outlook. No longer bothered by our neighbor or the days before, we are free to choose how we perceive our own. That which is written…so shall it be…