Sept. 15th, 1999

I keep staring around me, trying to see a nameless "something", but I see what I saw before: nothing.
An unsubstantial reality surrounds us, an illusion in the truest sense of the word. We are all Masters and Slaves, equally balanced. We contol our own reality and yet this simple knowledge is not enough to shake the sight of slavery that we have trained ourselves to believe. Inner god is outter god; we are all gods of our own realities, masters of our destiny.
Life is an illusion that we realize but canoot brake or disperse.