When I was young

I am young

I will be young again

Naïveté 

The order of progression was enlightened by a threading beat

A riveting design

For an endless mind 

Sinking peacefully 

So what is the question my son

Don’t shy from this omnisphere

A change perpetual 

An equilibrium in movement 

A guiding stillness

To discard or to archive 

To reguile(refute) or to inspire

Corners of memories

Past is past

Don’t let them trace your path

Alchemist transmutation 

Music is construction

Anxiety is happiness 

Nightmares are blessings

A helical propulsion towards corners of sun

What’s your idea of fun

What don’t you already know

The unique astral projection 

A complete fulfillment 

And if your beaten path 

Takes you to your happiness 

Hold on to it

There is always time to feel ashamed 

And make sure you understand what that equilibrium is

Your unique rate 

Of tolerance

A clean cut is achievable 

But it seems that a transcript 

Perhaps miscalculated

Is holding you back

It’s like you are looking at time through a magnifying glass

The pieces of the puzzle are too big

You are a master of this world

You understand and command anything in this physical realm

Your mind needs the same curiosity and treatment 

For what is the mind other than a realm

Perhaps not physical

But malleable 

Transmutable

You need to listen and perceive exactly how you feel

And take notes

To create the empire of the mind

Or you will never touch your spirit

By so doing,

The dog will stop chasing it’s tail.

And this is your mission,

You have no competitors other than your mind

Get to know locations

Of your demons

Of your mistakes

Of your anxiety

Of your celebration 

Of your creativity

Of your kindness

Draw the map

Right now you are but a cartographer 

You needn’t do anything else

Go and study about map history 

Draft the inner realm

You can develop speed in knowing where in your mind you are, and overlap it with the physical realm

By understanding your mind is not flat

You will raise intuition 

Wasn’t that the question?

Go, hurry up

It’s a life’s journey 

It’s the joyful clarity 

Waiting in the depth of your decisions 

And when the tide is high 

You can get back to your notes

They will comfort you

Farewell my friend 

I wish you the best