Singularity | 1998

Stability is a tragedy of love — dashing away, filling the empty space.

At times I feel happy and at times I feel sad — The sun, the moon, the stars... spoken as words in my mind?

Sometimes I find clarity — through substance, through pain.

Is the peace I seek, sanity?

Sometimes I think it's me and sometimes I think it's you. Wait, who? A voice —

Maybe we'll find it someday. It searches for me and I search for it —

A search for singularity.