"We drift on a vast midst always uncertain and floating, driven from one extreme toward the other."
We sometimes move from place to place while being surrounded by certain 'things' that cause us to be uncertain, and this may cause us to be carried from one extreme to the other. This may vary from the slightest situations to the situations that can change a person’s life. Many people allow their surroundings to dictate their future. They allow their surroundings to state whether they should completely change their perspective on certain things. Although this is true, many people are surrounded by multiple "road blocks" that could also potentially persuade them to one obsession rather than the other, yet they still find a way to find an answer. Many people also stay between the two decisions and never come up with a solution at all.
With that in mind, we decided to choose a human being who couldn’t decide where to go at this time in his life. He didn’t know whether to go to hell or go to heaven. This man was stuck in the middle. He was floating between one extreme and the other. He was going from heaven to hell, hell to heaven. He was uncertain on where to go. Therefore, he stayed in the middle of the two. He couldn’t come up with a solution by himself, nor could his surroundings influence him enough. This man was on a vast midst that was uncertain while floating between the two, driven from one extreme toward the other.
I mean, how could you honestly choose? -- 2/15/2013
She knew he wasn't the one for her. He knew that he wanted her. Why is it that she created those ideas in her mind? Why doesn't he just tell her what is going on within his mind so she doesn't have to find another exit? See, when she finds that other avenue; she will eventually create lies. Those creations will reflect how she seems to feel for you. I think she is just abiding by what is expected so she doesn't lose it. It is easy for one to completely shut off the world when their world finally makes sense. This young lad just realized that the imaginary flying pigments of colorless, black and white, and shortly less of a nickel time follicles, just past her by a second. 
