"As the sun starts to descend from the sky and the moon magnificently forms before my eyes, I become alive. A metamorphoses that isn't easily explained even the trained eye won't get my ties with the opposite of yang. Introversion is what keeps me sane. As darkness consumes my open view, I feel a sense of HOPE that others often view with just a bright sense of hue. As my light pushes and pulls the tides it reminds me without chaos there will be no silence to disguise. I'll take chaos over silent cries."