'Turn to the wind, I dare you For time is but a space that is captured Live in fear or peace, which will you? For none shall stand at ease In fickleness of all human nature You will fear while in peace and complain while in fear.' - F.N.Collier
From the warm breath of bright light, blue sky breaks through our dormancy. Cool breeze still keeps on bare air, whilst curved lines rise bound in time to care for the meaning of life.
We're expected to expand or contract, responding to vast constructs set upon us. It's easy to forget measures of the present tense. Stillness often corrects parallels to connect, as impulses bubble up to ****** inside the mind.
Characters unseen play amongst the set, there are integrated games we gain but our existence is said to be simplistic. Focus on your sense of self and betterment, less complicated within the riddles of preconditioning. Here to give, win and begin again.
Once you let some random human being into your life just because your heart beats faster when you look them in the eyes, you should accept the fact that one day they’ll try so hard to get into the very center of your life and then .. set it on fire.