Are we bound inside the swirling masses of people containing minds, inside holding souls moving and prohibiting?

Actions are necessary, cause and effect matter.

We transpose our bodies one place or another searching for answers.

Every move a cause

Every cause from effect

Every effect incites

The cycle is never ending, or so we think

For now we continue to probe. Maybe we are temporarily satiated, but the quest will begin anew.

Satisfaction, only temporary? Free will a fantasy?

March 1995 Aya