Reflection Pause

Life is so strange when appealing only to one’s senses. In the innocence of ignorance where exposures have yet to visit, sympathies toward assignments are understandingly acceptable as the cranium of man since inception has not and still refuses to yield to this very day the antics of not knowing. Assertions have always acted as "void fillers" and eludes with great labor away from honesty toward the contrary.

One’s feet shall not be held to the fire where paths are blocked toward any exposure allowing only circles. Where a crevice allows tracks to be followed, in each step responsibility demands a throne to ponder. Caution is advised because the risk of the stall lurks where complacency remains preferred. The assignments from emotions yields are not easily replaced even in truth, where roots run deep.

To have longevity regardless of purpose or intent, repetition must be the ally of each entity so desiring. Without a path allowing an echo, short will be the journey as all efforts will gather moss while dreaming. The trails are set as tangible or intangible, where options do not exist or purposely avoids a mute. A mediator has been provided as an arbitrator allowing manipulations and networks among the two realms.

One of the many precious gifts awarded the mammal man from the singularity is the slate of ignorance, allowing the emergence of thought. This property was so grand that it allows the understanding that there is no purpose or intent in the expansion’s unfolding. It allows the knowledge that the mammal brain is the key that unlocks potentials from the expansion yielding all fruits, where labor is equal only to verification.