You can get lost in infinite ways and think that redemption and joy will be just in one place, on that long awaited peak, the upside down eye which seeks to see through you and make you understand. But, truth is -and I own no truth, I speak no words of wisdom, but only the smoke of some burnt weeds and some autumn wind- things aren`t the big picture you think you comprehend. Hah, it makes me laugh, really, look at it, decompose it. Deconstruct the image and you`ll have to grow a beard to enact maybe not even half the lies and half the truth about everything within it. It will make you go nuts, so that`s why...get lost in that marginal point where the almost unseen fire channels a quarter of your thoughts right now, unconsciously. You can get lost in infinite ways, but you choose to stick to this sole image and heck, why not, getting lost can be so scary and this, this is safe, this is something within your field of shight, a re-construct.