We walk the road of stars....our hearts, and minds one...that place of
between, of awake, yet sleep. Here we are what we were meant to be, and
no more, and no less. To be...

Loss is our bane, yet our existance, thoughts whirl through my head, and
in my heart. My strength is my weakness. Are we all the same..can we be
so different outside, yet so alike inside, should we let that rule us?
May we reach grace..that perfect existance in nirvana...our balance
between the great ALL. Should we seek that? does this thing drive us too
it?

That path, through which we toil...that coil of Mortaliy, around our
eternity..is that all we are concious of? Will we transcend it, and
become the very things around us? Or will we war at everything in our
Sight? WE are part of the ALL, and we will always be no matter...what?

What will we choose? What will be..our...path?

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Midautumn, in the year 79 MA.