Traveling threw time as if I could comprehend prime, numbers all around me like a swarm of maverick bees. Particles and flying ions, this time I don't need 'ta construct more pylons. A game of theory this is
playing out to be, just wish it would help you to see. There's an under laying principle of thought that shows you things that are not bought. In a world that's changing, do you even stop playing? Decisions made each and every day, which ones will end up having you pay? We barter and trade not only that we can handle, but also that of the very panel. The plane of existence that you reside, that in which you try and hide. That false facade that you build, until the time you get your cup filled. Decisions made here today, will drift away, unless you step up and have a say...




Look around you and see the world you have built, the one that flexes time's quilt. Space and time warping like an elastic stretching, how much longer until you create the fletching? Flying true the arrow of light, piercing threw any darkness in sight. Achieving a speed beyond which is required to succeed. Where has one obtained such power, one merely needs to seek the bower. Reconnect with one's sole and understand it comes with a toll. Sacrifices must be made for with out pay is the way around the blockade. When will you see, like the commoner next to the, what you and me, are the same entity...



You may get irritated go on take out that aggression, its so over rated. Kick and stomp destroying those trees into stumps. Setting a fire to an old piece of rubber, or perhaps even spreading some toxic flubber? Take out that anger on whats around you, hey why don't you look at that new hue? All those full colors of nature, its a shame most ignore the failure. That where you fail to see the big picture, is it earth your trying to puncture? Not only have you vented you also managed to destroy that which you rented. This world is not yours or mine, its a vesicle that sustains our time. Even when the Earth is left empty,
your actions will still be left demi...