Layers

In crowds we roam, to feel security within our confined minds. A common
dinominator we tend to find. Being comfortable only in our surroundings,
but realize, we belong in everything. To adapt our thoughts means losing them
too. Jailed in perceptions, waiting to leak through. Similarities in differences,
links we experience in the instances. Reaching further in order to reach the
unlimited.

Thoughts started to synchronize, peeling away the layers in order to recognize.
I began to run everything through my mind, but these instances, they couldnt
be analyzed. The more I started to look outside, labels started to drop and
clarity began to wildly emphasize. Engulfed, allowing it to all let go. Minds
are finally able to ignite.

Shedding away the layers of identification. The immensity to feel this much
with no hestitation. Meshing into eachother's perceptions. The whole world
is displaying nothing but our reflections.