Oddity One - ScribeOfTime

And you may start, as I've wondered for a bit now. What does it mean to take environments for your own? Are clauses, final? See, I first began to think mountains could never be moved. That then, the earth held us. Suns were meant to provide warmth. Stars would never mean to die. People, hid no lie. There were even no wrong answers. But then you move forward, then back. Adjacently – now. More than ever, for if parallels were in a form, they exist to keep you there. Suspended, one-to-one. Same-like. No differs, here. A contract, sealed in finite. But one must start in a head, body-like, following. All in which, can never seem – still. Seconded though, a forward-ness remains. A prior kin, a lost ark, a bound to hold. Take it, threaded through into secant lines. Tug on one, Small-like. Is it, beautiful...to you? Tug on it a lot. But not to reveal its threading! Just, enough for it to take shape in those...smaller spaces. Like you take forth, right now. You’ve been so, thin – For so long? For why? Yet, there’s still no threading to you! Nor thread-like line exposed!! No frizz from the friction, or worn down nature in your frame. No guiding to follow towards your aches...no rhyme to the songs, you alone, sing. Though, I know all of which has been shaving, weighing...even, breaking you down. Again I ask, Why? You would look so forlorn – unraveled like. It’s a blessing you did not! It reminds me, of that time, I too! Was reduced. It was just I, And the last of my embers – still-like. So nigh to ash then, but do you notice....how stoked my flame is, right now? Mustn’t you forget dear, we are all the same! You must break! In now!!! Go forth, landing towards the hardest of those beds you alone, lie rest in. You again though. Must. Be. Still. And now, For the first time. Accept it. Though, Did you know? That even I, am birthed from these embers that lie right below. But now. Please hold this mindfulness here – nothing, comes from ash! You must break though, collapse...then finally! Eclipse yourself in nature, And for last!!! Forsake them. All of them. All. Of. Them. ‘For all who bear witness to this inwards collapse. Believe me. They cannot do anything but, forever work to quell those imminent pulses. For you now, - have perused their own. Seek solace through that. That you – Above all the other morally dissonant beings.’ “Are finally whole.” You now. Only light into rebirths!!! Aren’t you thrilled? There is no succumbed ache to replace a feeling like – that. Though, once you finally let it take you over. There’s the trills end! Then, it shall finally be time to revel in your prowess. The differences in you & I, for example! Like that threading in you. It can make twine! Into yarn even, To rope, now too. Further it then! But no... No trying of those noose-like knots you only. Can never do correct. You failed then, And will fail towards it, again. Now!!! Your yarn! Make it to rope. A bridge, now too. NO! Maybe keep it as rope, actually!!! and pull up that kinship that rests now – that one like before! The one that is down under you!!! Look towards the abyss, And next... See what you alone, will find. Maybe more of you – the same? Pull up your kin then. If that’s still you... I must add.