I put a Face to everything as I seek out it's true nature of existence.
THE POWERS THAT BE ARE THE POWERS THAT RESIDE IN US.
With existence, comes eternity. With our breath, comes the multiverse and every form of matter that takes up residence within the boundaries.
The human body is a reinforced powerhouse of the galactic and interstellar powers that be.
In us dwells the past, present, future, and the infinite.
In us lies every possibility that has ever been innate in any biological entity.
In us resides the physical, mathematical, primal, explanations for the apparent nature of our existence.
In us boils stardust ever-changing, an experimental primordial soup into which we are all indeed stirred.
In us lies hope, contentment, foundation, and appreciation.
In us lies terror, dissatisfaction, selfishness, and murder.
Such is the temperament of inevitably defiant concoction that is the human being.
In us lies the resilience of a diamond not yet discovered. In us exists the ability to be adaptable, to transform into anything we see fit.
Life for homo-sapien turns into a violent compulsion for nuclear reactors, parliamentary actors, metaphysical factors, evolutionary contractors, inefficient reflectors, and combustible fractures.
Reading and writing are the wonderful synapses that connect me with the purest joy. The purest and most untainted fulfillment.