It is strange how quickly I can change. I watch myself through a veil of colors falling like tassellated stars, comets of fear and insight between the thing and the soul. The only thing I have become certain of is that my strength is found in permeability and steady state shifting. An armor of waves, a wall of movement. A warrior will tell you to watch the eyes; eyes as a window to the soul. Forget the eyes. I will watch the heart.