i rallied against this.  i kept changing minds.  i laughed in the face.  i cried out for more, while cringing in the corner, in my mind's eye, it said, keep the lines blurred.  i used consistency as my tool, to waste time.  i favored the sucking soul.

in time the circle will be complete, a new seed.  i shall pass down to the world the best i can give it.  i will mold my gifts in my image and know they will do better, make me proud.  the world will cower and bow before their calamity, calamity of new power, new love, new knowledge to change and crumble the now.

and for once i go to bed with calm vigor.  perhaps a new day will reveal a new way, a direct path to this state.  i shall not yearn, shall not covet, shall not stretch thin.  see another crossing guard, another simple task, yellow fog building.  i cracked this egg, this mess.  i did not.  i considered.

i left for another journey, space, time, sending clear.  i arrived, i returned.