Change: a furnace burning everything ¢ The stormlight shifting prisms in between waking and dreaming ¢ Wondering and scheming ¢ Turning in bedsheets endless, restless, relentless ¢ And sweat and breath and death and nothing ¢ Before this there was nothing

Is this true? Is that right? Is there a way into the light? ¢ Is there a world beyond the world where the pain can be defied? ¢ Proof, I need fact-stand aside! I think the odds are stacked ¢ What for? What for? That's enough.

Hounding me, the wolves are at my door ¢ Surrounding me while I listen through the wall ¢ Somewhere in distant memory peripheral to me- ¢ Genetic or intuitive a knowing whisper speaks to me but ¢ How can I trust it, how do I know its really there?

I need a sign from the divine or am I sitting on Satan's shoulder? ¢ Or is it me not justified in asking, I'm asking ¢ Is it over when I die- will I find the marching saints or something colder ¢ Trick of the mind, or grand design, not ready-not ready to meet Jehova

Doesn't god like me? I stay blind where they see ¢ I can't find what I need in prayer- I'll turn to science:

Every action has an equal opposite reaction ¢ Each reaction is an action with an equal opposite reaction ¢ In a domino effect, a butterfly in china makes a hurricane in spain. ¢ Chaos theory's patterns proved to map the earth and ocean ¢ Adaptation; natural bodies lie in rest and motion ¢ Dualism's sharpened razor dissected devotion ¢ Forget fate, face the big bang.

Its' not enough