Beyond?...What?

Beyond all thought and reason, Beyond all worries and pain, Beyond accusations of treason, Beyond our willingness to be vain, Beyond regret and mockery, Beyond beauty and ugliness, Beyond obvious traces of poverty, Beyond stealing dreams and helplessness, Beyond being upset and making mistakes, Beyond praying and doing what it takes... What do we have left? Is it the mere shadow of our shattered hopes? Or is it just the nakedness of motionless limbs? Is it the pain of having nobody to blame but you? Or is it the sum of all these things? What is it truly that which makes us tick, Beyond the shell that's just a thinker's trick?