divining a foothold of inspiration

how can this, the Barrier, be so large.  the epitome of stop, the distance, the unreachable, the beyond, intelligence.  the effervescent capabilities of oaths sworn to behold the reflections of desire: this unfolds.  the walls around us: in space, in minds, in the earthen sphere, the limits that drown the expression of soul: this, is this, the times we are living in?  the moat, the blockade, the mortar, and cannonade, the ebbing flow of change and misdirection.  the limitless abyss: finis, we have no more need to stay in such a place.  but such a place is where we live.  the preferences we inhabit, the direction our life flows, why?  the limitations that cower so low.  or what egos find better, why it is so low for so many others?  is life to be such a suffering?