Honoring one’s life needle,

Even as pessimistic inadequacies infringe on our intangible properties

Obstructing accomplishment, distorting perspective,

Floundering through life, like a blind person bumping into walls

Shockingly insensitive,

Inner monologue running amok without a compass

Dialing down the urgency for direction,

Feeling rather disembodied in uncontrolled environments,

Thrust into what constitutes as rapture,

Suspended by perception retention,

Sustained only from the recognition that the answers coveted are available, although presently invisible