So loud, permitting reason against times of endurance.
Creating time and space throughout moments of archaic behavior, I allow myself guidance standing above the earth.
Like a storm, I feel the anticipation of reason and difference.
Fading away against myself beggining again, beneath the force of birth I rose. Giving birth to fire and perplexity I refrain from freedom but choose to go forward in this time of pace and ignorance....
Insecure delusions guiding my way through confusion and fear, I recollect my shadows and reap the fable I have begun.
Enjoy.
Copyright, Neo N.r ,Xract 2009