From Oblivion
This, this is all there is. This breath, this moment– the ambiguity of searching, the exhilaration of discovery, this experience, this here, this now, the finite boundaries of infinite trajectories, myriad possibilities pulsing in each beat, in the dreams we dream when we dream, the moments when we wake from the oblivion of sleep to find this is still here– the ambiguity, the exhilaration, the possibilities, and the dreams. This, this is all there is.