Thunder's brewing in my mind, as voices flashes through the brain, as images turns into quicksand, trapping any thoughts that stray too near, All is delusion, all is for nought, for nought is truth.

The end leads into another beginning, while the beginning marks the end in an endless cycle.

How strong, yet fragile the human spirit is. Broken once, and no matter how hard one tries, it is merely a figurine that had shattered into a million pieces, enough glue and time spent might make it whole again; yet never the same.

Knowledge empowers the man, while words and thoughts amplify it. Words and thoughts without knowledge is dangerous, while knowledge without thoughts, words and action is knowledge left to rust in the stream of time.

Life itself is a joke, so fragile, dependent on so many things, takes years to cultivate and nurture; Yet in an instance it can be broken, lost to the winds of emptiness.

The mind keeps a restraining leash on the heart, yet at times the leash turns to dust. Make it or break it. Make it, and the heart returns in victorious triumph. Break it, and voices flashes through the brain, as images turns into quicksand.

The end signifies the start of another beginning, while the next beginning invariably leads to yet another end.

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