Telling All What I Already Knew - Random Thoughts

Based on demeanor and the subjective stance of value, while free basing my own existence, and left with the temperament of someone awakened in the middle of R.E.M., I walk. And I walk this loosely choreographed path from synapse to sinew in an almost epileptic siege climaxing without the foresight to see. Defying death through the ability to with stand all holds barred contests disbarring a withering wonderer of questionable fortitude thus I stand. Pushing off the mirrors that reflect and detract enumerious angles that defract and neglect a barrier of compulsion that keeps myself warm.