The point of absolute comfort. The point of absolutely safety where nothing can harm you. Nothing can penetrate the touch of the breath.

Is this where perfection is reached? Is this that point that we can actually achieve?

Shakes me, breaks me, makes me.

Takes my breath away.

The point where gentle touch leads to uncontrollable impulsion.

Fearless passion.

But not so fearless, as your heart beats faster and your mind speeds on the race. Where every breath is clung onto like it's the last moment on earth.

Because this is explosion. This is what is meant to be. This is what lifts you to the top of the world, and makes you feel alive.

This completes you.