Locating the center of my universe, finding it's soul is the prime thought of living an existence in times of suffering and trials.
After thinking about everything, I go outside myself and travel in different dimensions just to keep my brain growing in all directions.
Expanding, listening to inner intellect, taking trails into unknown forests where I can listen to the wind blow in a different direction - down.
Softly plying my heart, giving it a strength it hasn't known before.
Calmly retiring, hearing the beauty of yesterday, being fulfilled now in the present with a new joy, elating my being, taking me on a journey through inner space.
Now fulfilling my purpose, developing new avenues of existence, going down new forks in the road, taking lessons from whatever I can get hold of.
A beautiful thing - feelings and emotions getting up and growing away from me.
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