If we fail
Falling we glide
Toward the next step
A new motivation flies
Clearing the distance and screaming a sigh
Thats another love gone by
So now
I walk within an ether glow
Seeing only within a veil the shroud

I speak only to those in the know
And hold my tongue lest i be proud

I hear the flowing delight of sound
But obsidian eyes follow me round
Yelling paranoia an still climbing down

But as above, below we find
A growing desperate glitching mind
Over matter though, an easy night
Black an white
No wrong or right
Nothing lost
nothing found
All the while
Never a frown
Never to stir
Belonging to no one
No yellowy brown
Not him
Not her
No trust
No lust
All guilt
All repression
Sorted into individual moods
Precognition
Quiet unmoving
Cant flinch too soon

A predilection towards a stoic nature
Depression doesnt mix well
Being the Stone is safer.

A Sage ~ like Gods, “watch”
The infinity of worlds arise out of atoms
In the infinite void, and so nothing disturbs the
Peace of his soul.

They (Sages) are unconcerned by mundane affairs,
They spend their time contemplating the infinity
Of space, time and multiple worlds.

A Sage places self within the immutability
Of eternal nature which is independent of time.

A life of virtue consistent with
The will that is in agreement with Nature.

Death and poverty do not cause a Sage sorrow
And praise and good health are unnecessary externals.