Cogito Cogito Ergo Cogito Sum

I think i am here for now until it's all done and my earthly tasks are completed. Will they speak the same words spoken of life with tear marks glistening and crystallized on the cheeks of the visitors. Will the guests guess what was in my thoughts at the time. Voices whispering day and night causing a deafening confusion and expecting I cope. Asking strangers if they can hear them deep conversations with weather change. These demons I fight haven't disappeared yet. I'm sure it's all in my power. It's my gift these rain showers and heavy winds howling as it stops dead and the clouds that were shrouding just moments ago disappear and the sun shines. That's me. I'm happening. I'm here changing my course and seeing brand new visions that are crystal clear. A translucent image once hidden is now apparent. Witnessing ones own mortality as the man turns. Who rang the ambulance. I'll never know. Sat in that garage alone. Where am I going with hope. No ones ringing. I hear them singing in harp land as the light fades and I wake to another light. Enlightenment increased from the last time I woke. My eyes are now opened and so is my heart. Personality and mind fighting over ownership of my soul. At times I've felt like the child raised of those two relations. Broken down to gain the skills to re-build again. I can't tell if death is still my friend. What do I know of life or the purpose of survival. Death is not biased and life's to short to fight for something trivial and deny a righteous cause. Every crimson stream is delicate held within its fragile frame. Why did i initiate invasion upon the shores of my intelligence. Does the brain turn murderous as we outgrow our corporeal forms for some sort of advancement. Cogito cogito ergo cogito sum. This is my dawn of enhancement.