And so it begins. Tomorrow I will step into the frail body of the starved. This body that I posses will begin the ultimate purging of foreign substances. This toxic case of carbon with secrete the pollution that it’s collected so that it may finally breathe the cleanest of airs, sip the purest of waters, feed on the natural earth bearing fruits and vegetables. My mind will also rid purge itself of impure thoughts, it will rid this synagogue of false prophets and Pharisees. This fast marks the beginning of a new self, a much needed change for improvement. As all transitionary periods experience crisis, I understand fully that it is going to be extremely difficult and testing. The temptations will torment every nerve within my body, every patch of grey matter will be set aflame as the jungle that has grown thick so that a new fresh forest may erupt in its ashes. This phoenix will die in the inferno and will be resurrected.

I extend my hand out to my opposing mirror, we shall transcend all uncertainty and we will suffer together, our white knuckles bear the stress that has built into a monstrous form of illusory pain. We shall deconstruct the blocks of Maya gently so we may finally peer into the luminous landscapes of alien shores. The tragedy of loss of love will be bearable in the cradling of each others eyes. Dig your nails deep into my flesh, I want to feel alive, My black obsidian heart needs to absorb your self inflicted pain so that it may convert into tears that will water this seed of potential. After a fortnight, we shall be renewed.

I am you
I am you
I am you

There is no other
There is only us
There is only I – I