Enlightenment

I contemplate this place,

As these words

Trickle down

Ever

 So

Slowly.

Peculating through the membrane of my insurrections.

Never have I been so close to my own presence.

I can literally feel the light

streaming through my retinas.

Illuminating  the grey matter of my brain.

Enlightenment.

 Obviously.

Happiness superfluous as it is in surplus.

My personage gaining momentum every waking second.

Or, at least it seams that way.

The tangible, yet abstract actions

Play out in my memory.

They glue me,

In some sort of a binding hug

Which, I am oddly comfortable with.

Its an attachment to which

 I've grown rather fond .

I cant leave me. 

It's simple.

I am all I have left to explore.