This time, this crime, to steal, something for you to feel... lifted off, the weight of worry, hurry, life is waiting, never too soon, midnight or noon... to know, to decide, to hide, when the crossroad appears, don’t fear, it is not really there, the thought of a choice... out of reach, regardless of grasp, take off the mask, a personality hiding the true you... I see confusion as well, but there is something I’ll tell... here, now, is a gift, blessing & treasure, beyond measure, for it is infinite & cannot be counted, described, or labeled... So, to continue this fable, first, move your table, slightly forward, to adjust the surrounding reality, please do this for me... it will affect our destiny, as the inter- connected world is noticed by God, cause & effect, are not correct, alone but not lonely, they are here, applaud & cheer, my dear, I am grateful...

Thank you for the time to allow my mind to settle, the whistle went off on the tea kettle, to warn me of my path, questions of math, not applied, yet something more freeing & peaceful, at least, well, I have to trust things are okay, my mind wandering today, to explore avenues I want to pursue... Holding onto the center, the balance, the clarity, for me to be free... Words can hurt or heal, give charity or steal, I wish I knew; intuition, tell me what to do... Grow, relax, & learn, it is not anything that needs to be discerned... a mere mistake, so as for what I take, I hope for God’s sake, I am forgiven, & given another chance... To change up the game, so it’s not the same, to be who I am, even if I don’t know who that is.