commander: when i look into the world i see the gears and levers that move it. i can see, in the sky, a machine work of intricate causes. and i can grab them! i know i can reach my hand out and touch the motions, the machine in the sky, and move it for my own. the world is mine to handle, my own self overwhelms me.
i don't always know how to handle it. my mind works at a pace and scale that i can see but not enfold. it consumes me. it is what i take in through my head and out through my feet, this rush comes in through my head and i can do nothing other then act out my intuitions through my feet. i churn this painful torrent through my bones, and shake.
