The Ego, the Id, the shadow and me. Steam rises from the boiling water like zeppelins rising in a chaotic order of condensed sanity, all armed for war. The battle of entropy, shatters and re-shatters and shapes and molds and destroys the zeppelins into the invisible. The fragile existence of the states of matter, are nothing short of life by vicarious observation. The plasmatic vision shall lance the soul of time. Frozen like the oblivious in the mind of kelvin, poised forever in destruction a...
