I stare into the abyss, not knowing that it stares back at me. Not knowing that it fears that I see it. Not knowing that the abyss is a reflection of my soul for it is where I was born. Not in darkness but deep within Chaos herself. For I am molded not into a shell but into a body of life and love, of hope and dreams. Of liberation, determination and true freedom. 

I just woke up from a nap and that is what I have to say. I love it. I feel it. I am it. I am no longer bound by my emotions and my limitations. If only this feeling would last I would shoot for the moon and hit the stars. Or something even beyond my very own imagination. The Abyss itself. Something, not upon the Earth but in the darkness that is beyond our sights. Something lost within our minds locked behind doubt and self loathing. Something far beyond who we dream we can be.

I am not sure why I woke up and wrote this but I love the longing and the yearning for more. The hope, the ambitions to dive deep into my soul, to give up control and finally find what I seek.