For in and out, above, about, below
"Tis nothing but a Magic Shadow-show
Play'd in a Box whose Candle in the Sun
Round which we Phantom Figures come and go
Everything constantly changes as an inverted world surrounds my inner and outer selves. Although in a familiar place, sometimes I feel lost.
Despite my desire for freedom I'm reduced to a bundle of borders. Entangled in the turmoil within, and despite the grandness I feel, I am just like a fraction on top of a distant ridge.
Feeling a small pebble excites me more than the discovery of a new galaxy.
Sometimes I am baffled in the midst of my world, a world that is a minute part of this gigantic existence.
Nevertheless, a human, I wish to own the infinite blue of the sky and the traversable domain of the earth.