A burst of clarity like thunder. It cracks open the stale shell of false conceptions, and understanding flows out like ambrosia and milk, healing me, completing me.
I've always been a believer that if one steps back far enough, the crackling disoriented pixels will form a picture. It seems like I was right this time. Those things that frustrated and frightened are pacified permanently. I feel connected to everyone and everything around me. I understand my own motivations. I am connected to myself. I am lucid.
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