Fit to fly… rewrite… revise

Rewrite an essay on your mind, your time has come to dig deep and let in

You be bold, that imagination comes in gold, you got something untold, let out all that’s unknown

It was different this time, I was in line and the only way was up… they couldn’t reach me, they couldn’t bring me down. I purely believed. They were infected with the lucid plague, as they all came at me in such a way, an ambiguous way to convey. This was an escape, when prior my escapades had proved ineffectual. No way were they going to initiate me. I am free. Time is our own hero called Selflessness. Truth told back. I lived for the revelation to free my soul. This is it. That panoramic view exposed my forefront, as I took the route least traveled and for that I earned a mighty treasure. As we probably now assume and will soon discover… this is an opening for our innate ability to be rolled out and empowered. Although these pages might turn into a head brick… this allowed me to escape through satisfaction. Now the aroma satiates the universe. It is in the presence and protection of true law, I am un-offended, I am made free. We tend to forget, we tend to replace, that this terrain is unevenly fair. What’s stemming from your offense? Be barer with the way you bear things within. That magical moment you are ready to encourage the world is apparently now.

Just some commentary on oh, the mind… these dreams are inspiring, rise and shine!