Have my thoughts joined together in a spiraling abyss. As i prepare for my spiritual and psychological enlightenment, I must reason with my universe, its infinite. The trees are breathing, and life contents and surrenders its fear to make peace with the rest. My psyche must shift with the seasons and time. it speeds the release of what lets us live. I kill of my ego and rebuild from a confused state, given orders by the subconscious. If I decent into madness, intelligence drives me to insanity. I see everything as a nonexistence is created making all right. Individual reality's make nothing to be possible as a whole, as our personal perceptions dictate our own reality, none are the same