Sons and Daughters of the firmament

... Because we are all "made up". No longer are we able to be.
Whenever we try to, to tap into being, who we really are - the force of the outside, the mundane, forever tempts us into believing that we are made of the trinket-like-nature we now feel, see, hear and taste. It forever attempts to trample us; the re-entry into the ethereal. Who we really are, the sons and daughters of the firmament...