I am the world; I live in unending change.

Moving, growing, and dying.

My surface, wiped clean by man, is refreshed by my gentle touch.

I am Man, changeless, unsympathetic, and cruel.

Forever changing, forever loving, forever growing.

I am both willful and subject to leadership.

I judge with a simple look, that judgment is slow to change.

I suffer as a blade slices the soul dissecting it into good and evil.

I know no bounds, I touch everyone, everything.

I bring humans together and rip them apart.

I am holocaust the absolute; I do nothing but endure and die.

Faces mean nothing, hearts are blank and sterile.

The end and beginning are one.

I am harmony.

The rose and thorn are my playmates.

Snow-capped mountains and golden plains are my children.

I live in the heart of man.