It was there… Just sitting there, for eyes to see and hands to take ahold of.
The entire day is spent on adolescent thoughts breeding life into a well weathered mind, like the first time you climbed to get to higher grounds and search around the whole world contained within a playground…
Your playground.
And the only limits to be perceived existed only within your own imagination.
Why not break the fourth wall to find and gather and then pull back on your worldly tether to sustain and remain well partaking in creativities finest form and continue the process of awaiting destiny (the time spent between life and death)
by passing the time as you see fit.
But if you choose to advance add only and do not subtract,
that is to say that the true progression of mankind is formed through the inviting of new ideas into our universal vernacular and the practicality of the worlds relation to a dream grasping from one rung while swinging to the next continues fluent and the end inevitable,