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…