Breathing New Air

The air I had always been accustomed to breathing no longer sustains me. It is lacking in the oxygen I now need to to fulfill myself. I have found new air to breathe, one that fulfills my body and soul. It feeds my cells and stimulates my energy to a point of no return, within my brain. Nothing is the same, the world I see is no longer complete. The world I hear is silent to others. The world I smell is filled with scents of possibilities. The world I taste is beautifully displayed on my eager palate. The world I feel is boundless; beyond boundaries, limitless. This new air has brought me to point beyund illusion and into a world of infinite. I am here.