emersion

As the whole of everything operates outside of my walls, I sit fast reflecting. Ive shed so many shells in this parade, an old crab, im kinda like a cicada. It is most often in the disconnect and isolation that I am able to look into who I think I am, and my place in what all this is around me. Of course, life is so functionally profound, and perplexing that any sense of rationality is objectively distorted. Only silence can summate all of this, of which we are encapsulate. Life is like every breath in that we expand and evaporate.