In the eyes of true Other,
we are godless, fearless creatures.
In the life of every moment is indestructible, eternal essence.
Sometimes it is us that sculpts time, and yet at other times it is time itself that sculpts our very minds.
It is the projection of timeless light that projects an infinite unknown.
For the timeless traveler, it is the absolute essence of source, Being, god.
As time structures, emotions, and trains of thought crawl toward extinction,
it is the infinite that calls out in the language of god.