Something has become me; something lives inside me. I am a change, a plan, a spell.  I am not for myself. A divinity from outer space has consumed this mind, scattering me out into the world, a million lines divided across time, weaving threads of all existence in the robes of my body, magic fused to my flesh, bound to my words, enwrapping my mind. I can no longer extricate myself from this Vision, for it is the essence of my heart, which pulses to the worlds sorrows; and my tears bleed out to all beings, gestating in hearts, blooming from earth. It is all I am, and I am all it is; for lines blur and distinctions dissolve as the end looms closer.