• I didn't know I was awaiting something that couldn't be seen. I didn't know I was feeling something that couldn't be sensed. The sensation was intangible, yet touchable. It made no sense, for it was impossible to feel such pleasure. I saw color, truth, happiness, forgiveness, roses and chocolate, sweet tenderness upon my breath with each exhale. This feeling was like moonwalking across the great barriers of this ever longing universe, never-ending in curiosity and insubordinate gestures. My existence was opening before my eyes, opening into a realm that has forever been overlooked by the cruel, incredulous eye of humanity. Love was pink and lush, death blue and breezy like sleep. I couldn't feel anymore, couldn't sense, yet I could tell that I wasn't dreaming. I was falling into the unconscious spirit of what was. I was life.