A collection of flagitious memories Consummations of thought Exposed to the illicit methods of the resurrection of “self” Beyond the dim veil of instinctual adversity The solace i seek is within no mind alive today I’ve followed my ancestral chain as far as it will take me More so the inner being is the object of my search Essences who’ve never had physical form An unyielding presence separated from the ether of consciousness A quivering nest perched higher than all I sharpen the axe of my mind tasked to fell this sequoia of conception