Crossing those boundaries of yesterday, step into unknown. As today is your birthright, burn with fervour; consume and rise. Repetition is forbidden, etch out your story; time flies. Past is shrivelling rose, let go, so it may nourish its own. Enraptured, relish each moment like a French delicacy.
Desire is destiny, fickle as change is constant. There's just Indecency of death, after which comes the stygian dearth. Embrace that permanence, and drain every day of all its worth. M**an wasn't meant to be a slave of tomorrow, break free; you must!