>> the things

never done.

the things you find on the end 
of a dream at the place where there
is no more bend to bend. Funny thing is 
I've been in this place before, to know there 
is yet in ways there also isn't more. Places some 
don't quite get to once in a life. And those that do
just see it and humble or scare out of collective fright 

But I'm here, there's no doubt on the doorsteps of dreams
Where there's no time forward or backward as lean. A place
where there exists no exact light. Yet there also appears to be 
everything in Sight/ Only way to be described is a true nature of 
Man  Of a one who can seek and can speak and Understand. And 
the only reason to go forward or follow this as long, is I think the will
of others is in ways not been as strong. But in my delay of course I see 
things diminish as others do. Because while the light does hit us all, it 
hits maybe only a select or chosen Few. With a gift to select or discern out
from the rest. A path or pathways that look the same and can only be seen as 
best. It doesn't matter yet it does at the Same time. A risen time in History that
surely could or not be mine. And though I passed it by, it still is in my flesh. But
as a part of the universe - I know mine turns over in chest. So the gift and stake 
of these chosen ones is to stake a Claim when it is there. Or be privy to the things 
if not - and be less than totally Aware. Of all things are now and all could Be. Marksmen 
and women who can see and achieve the things to make them near tot-ally free. 
The light is gone, but the light is there. What does this say about a Being's nature to 
Care? If I can send it up - ways meant others can sure do too. And not limited to one 
or to or even this chosen few. In a world that's turning, and so much at stake,
tonight I touch on // and accept ~ my one and chosen Fate.    thanxx