Go deep with me. Walk with me to the cold, awakened by the touch where words are sweet, words are real, rushing with the weight of measure.
Go down with me, further than the light will touch, further than the mind will comprehend.
Go past with me. Past this suffocating surface. We will meet together where words and life come into perspective.
Go far with me. Far away from here, where people are scarce and newness bursts through this median.
Go up with me. Up above this fading planet, where the air is sick and harmful. Awake the senses, awaken them while we rise up.
Will you go with me?
