The Soul is a citizen of the ethereal realm.
It travels through the mists of time
Seeking to attain knowledge through experience.
The humble spirit chooses to dwell in a crumbling temple
Whose pillars of bone and walls of flesh
Fortify the monument and imprison the guest.
Pain is the medium by which to enter and leave.
The visitor loses sense of self and awaits Destruction of the earthly edifice.
Love may knock upon thy doors of stone….
Will you answer?
-Spencer K. Liles







