syncretism

[Conversations start and stop.  Those subtle flows of consciousness that I piece together and attempt to follow through the pointless forest of fleeting meaning.  I step directions out of practice, out of experience as I tie together loose ends in my futile quest to discover the truth.] [Conversations start and stop.] [I listen and listen only to find myself growing disinterested.  Despondency settles in and creates more stops while the frustration stalls the starts and conversations dwindle.] [Conversations start and stop.] [Yet I remain.] [Sullen thoughts spun through my mind, that tangential leap of faith so desperate to find salvatio