Standing Over The Abyss.

“At the abyss of it all what is that we think and what is that we see just before the lights within us start to flicker much like the wick of a candle that has overburdened and over burnt itself and is loosing its flame while knowing full well that chaos beckons with the sweet voice of a lover that one we have never met before but is full of promises bright burning surprises then is it that we think and try to perceive this sweet innocent nothingness or is it that it all happens faster than the blink of an eye and is it that knowing all of this makes the candle burn like it has never burned before and spurt out such a flame in the last of its burnings that this flame it leaves behind imprints and after images for all the flameless ones?” — indefiniteloop.com