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?