Suspended here if only for a time, the cause could create concern, instead, it will be left behind. Suspended here and time ticks on, visions of what's 'to come' will brew, once this 'rational' sickness is gone. The way it use to be, it never really was. An illusion, if only, just because. The spirit is tired, wanting very badly to be... FREE from all familiarity. The End.