Where are we?
I am but two syllables. Simplicity at its best I would say. Others may not agree.
So often do the occupents of this world, the spectartors of our universe fret not of the possiblities of a progression of the mind but instead stand still with the movment of the prisons they themselves fail to see they have built keeping the light of truth and revelations out.
I simply break chains.
Me

