The journeyman moves on in me. From one state of mind and body, to another. On the crests and troughs of time, moving slowly yet forever. Feeling good on some ocassions and on some occasions bad. Comfort is but in the daily numb. Just do not stop and think about the things going on. Life will pass, milleniums will look like seconds, eternity just another blink.
Thoughts have the power to empower. Make you the king or the pauper. They may take you places and spaces. Hallowed be thy thoughts, for they are you, for you are forever in them. Running, laughing, walking, loving and sleeping.
just keep thinking....
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