From the depths of my heart, I feel the immanent beauty – the reality of your connection to me. The humble knave – the least of us, his eyes rolled back forever so his soul became one with Being. Great vibrations reverberate as wide gyrations tolerate the drunken revelry of Gods within. Within a sea of lonely people, the mask of sanity removed to lose oneself into One self. To escape the world of work, this violation does create an opening into the greater whole. From a primal, carnal age of prehuman instinct in its prime a light brings liberation's flame. The sun illuminates the body clothed by nothing but air and warmth and bound as discrete no more. All sharing in a common vision, we flood back to our source and the chains of individualism break.