I stand inside an unknown sphere
Fashioned of a perfect glass
To the naked eye it won't appear
Long time within have I amass'd
My gossamer globe eludes their eye
It rests atop a pinnacle
As with clouds, my life drifts by
In weather somewhat cynical
I see the world as eagle spies
Gazing through my perfect sphere
I thought to ask the question "why?"
But through the glass they couldn't hear
Thus despondent I have grown
My voice, it echoes back at me
Long frustration have I known
For the future I in silence see
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Poem: Within This Sphere
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All of human existence is a geometry. I seek its axioms.
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The Mirror 
Oh my my my, I so get this! – do not lose heart that it WILL and MUST be seen. The process is unfolding. Though you sit up where you can see the scope of all things that we who sit within it can not – you see – THAT is what matters.
I will not lose heart. Thank you. I suppose I should have mentioned that I wrote it shortly before my troubles began in late 2007. I wonder if I unconsciously posted it for a reason? You certainly queued in on it.
Gosh – DONT read too much into it Navigator 😉
Just all part of the bigger picture.
Those words can frankly cover a myriad of things right?
It is raw and natural to sometimes feel such things at ANYTIME occasionally. It usually comes out when under such pressure you were under at that time, I would say.
I do not know how long your journey has been, but know your success is already in hand.
Thank you, shanu.