How far can we go? Far as far can go. Blast past--letting go. I see that you have dug a path here and there. That there is a trench becoming; that going over and over the same spot has made you tired and we don't need that. I see that mystery has brought you to me and the light can hardly wait to flood in. I see how I stop it.
The mind is a fairus wheel turning on and on like this. Fate too; we sit in the bucket and watch the same scenery passing by, on and on, till one day we decide to step out of the bucket onto the real ride that's spinning too--a less apparent, earthly ride.
Being lead though space by light I am only now and now and now generating. I cannot see how I/we get there. Are you there? Are you here yet? There and here--a one letter difference. Anybody want a T. I'm tired of there. I'll trade you a T for nothing.
I think how I must be waiting for you but really I'm moving to. A simple hat tat at that ah, a rat tat tat loose the T.
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