It's Like This Juxtaposition Existence in time and space and what, my eternal soul? Drop all tradition No time-honored custom gives me a clue as to what lies beyond this perimeter of flesh. Trust intuition A larger perspective calls as the wind whispers a clue of a meaning beyond my daily meander. Call it a vision Divine or delusional, glimpse the before and after this chain of breaths Take a position Job title: free agent Boundaries are for exploration. Invoke a transition Step outside the boundaries of self-definition and societal condition. Make a decision The urgency of current events is not the core of my being.