"I stood in a hall of mirrors where I saw reflections of reflections. Despite the warning I lingered and saw my self of selves, and infinite permutations. Reflections of reflections ad infinitum..... I knew there must be a first awarness, an awakening.... I wanted to find the core within the core.."
I find myself perhaps a little to analytical of who I am sometimes. what I find confuses me and the more I focus on the confusion the more complete its hold on me. Sometimes life is an odd cycle set within a contraption of infinite gears without teeth. Morality, ideals, goals.... yeah I got 'em but what do I do with it.