Intro

All these moments we drift through

Who said life was simple

They say we leave the same as we enter

You always become who you're meant to

Everything is in flux, and the only thing that is real is your own mental

But even that never stays the same, so what is life and who molds this adventure

I feel we've all experience our own hell

Survived the flames

And wondered through heaven

Drowned in our own sorrows

And been lifted up by someone else's presence

We're the ones that paint our own pictures

The focal point is always you

And even when we tell ourselves otherwise

We are the story and thats always true

Human beings livin in a spiritual journey

Or is the journey just human?

We been here times and times again

I think by now we know what we doin

But even when the ego mind tries to interprate

Theres just some things beyond comprehension

How can one be so used to existence

yet not know where the start or the end is

All is all

And forever is your moment through many different lenses

As one chapter closes

Another is turning and the journeys just beginning

Scary aint it?

Are we stuck in a cycle or are we blessed to be in it

A victim or an everlasting creator

Whats your decision?