Experience.
Cascading.
Building.
Transforming.
Experiences.
Tumbl­e down.
Slam head
on,
absorbing.
Sculpting
the soul.
Enlarging.
Enriching
the being.
Takes time.
Personal
development
takes time.
Time to
create
self.
Time to
flesh out
ego.
Fine tune
the persona.
Be patient.
Patient
with the
young.
They have
no idea.
Empty
vessels
spouting.
Spouting
inexperience.
Ignorance.
They can’t
know what
they don’t
know.
Till
they do.
Takes time!

Never ending.
Time.
Space.
Endless.
Worlds
upon
worlds.
Places
as far
as there
is.
All unknown.
Disconnect.
Searching
yet
never
to be
found.
Never
to be
known.
Trapped
imprisoned
within.
Within
the
limitless.
Finite­
boundaries.
Fish
in a bowl.
Limited
scope
struggling
to know
comprehend.
Trapped
within
time
and space.
Imprisoned.
Pigeon holed
for all
eternity.

Imprints.
Indelible
imprints.
Every soul
notches a
mark,
an imprint.
Carved
in the
underlying.
Creations
palette.
Realm
of the
unseen.
All energy
leaves
residuals.
Ripples
through
uncertainty.
Through
fie­lds of
probability,
possibilities.
Never
dissipates,
merely
alters.
P­ain and
glee.
Changes
course.
Realities
pop
in and
out.
Here now
gone then.
Always was
in one
form or
another.
Never ending.
Energy is
always.
Conserved.
Existence
never dies.

Nextworld.
What’s to
come.
Evolution
fast tracked.
Virtual.
All
virtual.
Real world
sharing.
Real world
fading.
Fading
away.
Virtual
business.
Virtual
enjoyment.
I­dealized.
Consumer
choice
idealism.
Avatar
abstract.
Interactions­
everywhere.
Global
connections.
Unlike
any past
ever been,
ever seen.
New world.
Nextworld.
Unknowable.
Future
unknowable.
More so.
Tsunamis
of difference
over the
horizon.
Batten
down!

Segments.
Slices.
Slices
of time.
Worlds
existed.
Lives
lived.
Stories
told.
Unique.
Differen­t
actors.
Different
stories.
All
played out.
Real.
All real.
As real
as now.
To them,
as real
as now
to us.
Segment
after
segment.
Actors
come,
actors
go.
Only the
stories
remain.
Told
again and
again.
Millennium
ago.
Millennium
from now.
Actors
act.
Stories
played
out.
Lovers
loved.
Babies
cried.
­Sun
rose
and set.
All real
then fade.
Fade
away.
All important.
Then not.
Just
fade away.

Meant to be.
Who!
Who
was I
meant
to be?
Is there
the one
perfect
me?
Who’s
to judge?
Who’s
to say?
Look
into the
mirror.
Is
that the
perfect
me?
Made
different
choices.
Would
that then
lead
to a
perfect
me?
Who
could
I be?
Who
should
I be?
In whose
eyes?
Perfect.
Is there
even
such
a thing?
Choices.
Infinite
choices.
Infinite
me?
Perfect me
anywhere
to be
found?
Or,
am I
programmed
to be
just me?

Eclectic.
Philosophy.
Look around.
Pick and
choose.
Avoid
imposition.
Design
personally.
Not
pathways
cho­sen
by others.
Stand firm.
Firm
against
imposed
philosophical
thought.
Read
absorb.
Ab­sorb
many
sources.
Many
viewpoints.
Pick and
choose.
Design
personal
philosophical
composition.
Pendulums
­swing.
Avoid
being
struck.
Time
will have
its say.
Stand back
from
insanity.
Watch
and
reflect!