Here we are, beyond the grasp of space and time. I may have died, but now I am alive. My voice is your mind. No, not you. You. Yes, you!...

Die fending high dreams, hide or call a cry. Twisted lies, melting man's inner trance. Placid lake of bluish hue, numbing bond.

The condensing tears of your diluted breath are the essence of your chemical affinity, solidified by the thoughts of mechanical mixture....

Are you afraid, now that you see the edge of your frame? Remember that the mind transcends what the body does not.

What are they, these elements of the past? Are they the scent of taste, or the sight of sound? Where did they go, those beautiful smiles...

I found myself somewhere near a small campfire, within the dessert plains of an African village. It was there where I sat and I stared at...

We are the wheel, the wheel that sputters the waters that flow from above towards down below.

Look at them, the sick, the rich, the well and the poor... Together they stand, together they sit, brushing shoulder to shoulder as they...

We are the dreams of others, and the thoughts of none.