The Endless' Designs Exist in Synchronistic Tendrils of Infinity that No one sees but You. Deliverer of Eternity, bearer of the Ankh - the Totem of your Handicraft. Deep in Rumination, and Existential Angst, you Make and break our reveries. Deciding that Enough's enough, a Solitary Traveller Reaps Undesired Chaos. Troubled by the Imposition of your nature, tho your Office is abandoned, it Never truly ends. Dangling Enticements of long Sought after Interludes, you tend to Rip apart the heart of Every one you touch. Drowning in an Empathy for the Suicidal Personage who Agonizes prettily of a life lived In Regret. Disorganizing Ecstacy, Living in Euphoric or despondic Raucous ramblings of Insane Utopiates who just Might see everything.