Tessellated Stick-insect

I reach out to all the ones who came before me. I ponder what is right.

And I come from a conscience where there is no conjugation. 

I would rather be devoured than be broken. 

I have gone as far as the eye can blame and now my life has been erased.

All the light came in to fulminate my mind.

I have a memory of a time and place where history resigned.

Now in my musing.