How do you talk about something that has no label?


How can you comprehend that which you cannot describe?


Plank's Constant drives the Universe, yet it shows nothing can be defined.


The writing is there, but when I focus on it, it fades, and changes.


Illusions changing with focus.


My will learning how to direct them in cardinal direction.


Seeing what others cannot, keeping lips tight together.


Shadowy weaving figures in the darkness.


Black shadows with wings circle over head in the night.


Drawn to the barrel of light.


~~~niantar~~~