Other rays struck the eye without giving possibility of comprehension, around too many lights of contrasting colors no longer, formed rays but now, only an huge formless mass of whole, each star forming a changing image, like a migratory flight of birds, united only by unknown instincs.

 

What i was becoming, then, shattered and strained by everything…

What i was, was lost

I had a memory so lost, in the dark…

Breath, lost, forced to remember…

I was in the whole…

I was no longer nothing…

A shattered mass in space

With only a ray of consciousness to carry on the light

Of what i was and what i’ve become.