As we gaze into the eyes of the one that seeks clarification, the scattered patterns perform a mystery of the lost Socrates. Thoughts becoming synchronistic with the memorable events, as time leads to the desperation of finding answers……Almost entitled to understand there is no clear cut answer, the one who seeks clarification becomes content with the search in his own time.
Lead to a feeling, the sights set towards the passionate energy, as understanding is like a whisper from the ancient philosopher himself, exposing the ethical concepts of the strange god. Corrupting his mind, his eyes possesses the truth. The deep gaze opinionated his personality, through dialogue that attempted to engage with others, casting mistrust and dishonourable attempts to reconcile. He was not lost, yet he was in an admirable state that drew him towards a course that could only set him free. A treasure that determines him from right or wrong.