Atoms

Where to look, if there is nothing to look at? I do not see the objects. They deconstruct themselves before my eyes and I see its atomic composition that crosses me as the light beams that go beyond the physical compositions.
I am a subject of light that goes beyond your sensations. I’m not sensed, and yet I exist.
What despair, existing at the same time in two places, my mind and my physical self, going through all the lines, but not getting anywhere.
I am a irregular diameter in the middle of a dodecahedron made of tesseracts.