Stare upon your life and know that all parts of it came from one thing.
Were it not for the fact that life is simple, users, usurpers and vultures of all kinds would have nothing with which to act.
The colours changed but the world stayed the same.
It was by your act which I came to be.
Suspended in an abyss, separate from a world beyond, yet part of it in turn.
In the darkness before I start to dream, I see it there before me.