No thought shall go unwavering. We all must question our motives. For no one is pure. Our words have encased our entire being. The very nature of who we are can be sensed. Not by sight, not in time. But Feeling.

There is no more describing the Sun. The Moon needs no introduction either. I will keep them hidden. Away in a place I know to be safe. Never forgotten. As clocks continue ticking, I watch, I wait.  For a moment of solace. The moment when time decides to cease. For, we no longer need a fictional method with which to judge distance. One is truely only capable of recognizing his own growth. His own life. Himself.

1282 didnt seem so bad. Though no one was too excited. The arrival of The Queen can only mean so many things...

"If you take the game of life seriously, if you take your nervous system seriously, if you take your sense organs seriously, if you take the energy process seriously, you must turn on, tune in, and drop out..."

"Its just Our being..."
                                 - LS

It seems Time has changed. No longer can we judge our growth based on time. For it means nothing.

"It doesn't matter, where we've been or how long we were gone. Because Time is not a reasonable measurement of where we are..."