I drift. I change my path. & soon the path changes me. I think, I form thoughts & then thoughts form me鈥� I mislead & I am misled. For Im the blossom borne of autumn. I change my course like the sand dunes. I quiver like the leaves. I tread upon a path I don鈥檛 know of. I bless the spring I haven鈥檛 seen. I bathe in the lakes of fortune. I cry with the love that yields. I die amongst the wise. I am reborn with their wisdom. I dive in the depths of sin. I caress the nakedness of virtue. But somewhere my journey has circled. Somewhere my search has ceased again. Somewhere the scent has extinguished.
And I am unconscious鈥�
Life is dynamically static
I am possessive about my thoughts. And
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