We drift ever so slowly through this life, feeling, creating, expiring. Drawing upon every notion of experience, learning from every ounce of action and reaction, sensing perfection: but why? to simply become better or to displace anathema within our soul? This drive provides an enigma in social existence for it only seeks the correction and amplification of learning through animosity towards our own faults. Finding ourselves between two worlds; the plane of existence and the depth of reality that entwines the corruption and energy of existence itself. Striving to achieve fulfillment of our soul, we attempt to bridge the gap between existence and the energies that fill our anima: more so often does it become compensation rather than perfection.