The Story Of my Life

No One, really has solved, or maybe begun to carve out what might be the
distinctions of necessities of time. Yet I sit hear, in one cloaked hour, where
based on time, health, experience, and vision, I think many more people
have the power to use it in all their profit of a whole lifetime. It's just a hunch
and of course I just make these things in the same way space and order that
this time makes me.  But I'll solve it if part of this is true.  I'm already shut
and skunked with not enough time left to full reach my dreams, if I find me
as much as you find your Total You.   This is equivalence.  A measure by which
only a spirit can make, in the humblest and most deft or unique vision of a path
to a total life's creativity if still possible to take.



What Happens, when the Light you Create can No Longer create Itself -- I'll

tell you what, this is the precipice of time, where every being is Reliant on

The universe.  Where you had better run like hell, or in you one weird, woven, complexity

of time you may never become your self.  



This is destiny.