In a time of need, one brings about a sense of change; from a split-sided conversation of self, a looking at things as though they are, to the notification of the mind toward the nuances of everyday experiences brought about by the turbulence of thought, bringing from a spiral-globe to radiation, spread through structure, through light and air and all of one’s skin, toward a sense of self, so adorned by worldly passings, as to be fully engraved, yet unmarked, if one merely wishes to turn and shed the writ of birthed and born mentalities.