What if everything I knew and thought violently turned around again?
What if everything I deemed untrue carried over, falling through?
 Could I bring myself to understand that i was errant then, from birth to end?
What would it take to shake this quandry from my heels?! I think its got me!

Break me now. Don't you wait until I'm nothing, turn me into something!
But if you break me now, what is left will always touch me. I will never see how you see.

So, in this world that I am shown, will I find my niche again?
Will the pull of other minds possess me to explore within?
All the the worlds that I did taste, the colors and emotions changed
will lead me to conclude that once more, "I am eye." It still remains!

Don't just go with it. Picture something infinite. Make that picture stick, and keep it.....