I asked the UNIVERSE for answers,
But all it did was hint at truth,
so, piecing all the signs together
- letters, characters in lines -

I CHOOSE to rest my tired mind,
but it feels NICE to see
coincidences THAT teach lessons;
THEY can entertain you.

They ARE the same clues, often.
I'm nautious 'CAUSE it's tiring.
I AM in dire need of something real,
BUT they're lying, and I buy it.

Sigils in the sky
The wind is my luck

My knowledge echoes , amplified
As it wears the dusk.

The bell chimes with my commands,
Alchemy to help humans understand.

The hidden truth bleeds in rhymes wearing dusk.
Reflecting our paths in one big entangled knot


Words Of Harfouchism