deeper then we must

Nothing more pathetic then for a man once strong trying to make his life seem right. For a man once strong sought to mix heart and brain. To mix the modern ambrosia. He dove deep and saw much, yet what he sought was always just out of view. He reached the end of his rope and did what one felt he must. The weak suck deeper and ran out of heart. Now trapped in a deep windowless room he tried to find up. His rope had been cut but there where still many other stings he could follow home, to many. His holy grail of logic said they where all the same, there was no up, no down, left was right and right was left. To be anywhere else would be just different as it would to be no place. Tied now to that place by his winding path he became lost in his calculations to see the surface not to be seen.