A story of losing oneself in cyclical cynicism, and reaching for experiences beyond what is known.

1) Clear Mind
A lucid moment, where will my mind take me?

2) Beckoning the Great Unknown
All that is can be imagined, for thoughts are but a reflection of experience
All that has been experienced is disgustingly familiar
I yearn for something new

3) Pulled Through the Silver Gate
Peer into the reflection; and see all that is known
See through the reflection; and lock eyes with the stranger
Feel them pull upon you, twist your memories and recreate your past
Grow uneasy, and let your gaze linger
Nothing will change, the patterns will resume moments after the eyes are averted
Nothing should be changed, you have done no wrong
Break the gaze, you are losing yourself
Break the gaze, there is nothing to be learnt
Break the gaze, do not let yourself be taken

4) The Space Between
Time has no meaning, never has
Just an empty hall of things waiting to decay
Nothing exists here, nothing ever can

5) Floating
Saturating colours bleed through me, such brilliant energy can be felt from without and within
A single moment of complete inhibition, the chains of connection are but a memory
There is joy to be found

6) Swallowed by the Red Earth
New experiences, familiar words
A new world was created with little resemblance to the old

7) Touching the Marble Core
A new truth is being discerned
New rules are being written
A new self will emerge

8) Ethereal Fusion
Grip wh-t you can, do-’t let go

9) Disintegration
Hold the paper, gr-sp the pen, these -re the things in whi-h I know
As- the bu-ch-r if a-yth-n- ca- ev-r ag-i- be mo-- t-an w-at is se-n
A-k t-- ch-mis- -f th--e -s a-yt-in- le-s
Tak- it a-ar-, pu- it ba-k
Som-t--ng w--l be m-de

10) Nothingness
The moment is lost