In "Reflections Post-Minight," a soul-searching expression's early-morning meanderings and mutterings are collected. The author's pen's ink dances, hesitates, and then rushes over the paper as the Muse instructs, creating words and phrases with a meager amount of sense and writing with an enchanting quality. This is a brief excerpt from a collection of flow notes that were scribbled down after staying up way past midnight for more than three years. As you read it, let your imagination run wild. Feel everything I'm writing about and relive the enchanted rhythms of eternal life.