“I miss you dearly, as always. Regardless of when seasons change. My mind never truly feed. Memories of us both, keeping me chained.”

Who will you bring into battle? Who will blindly follow your lead? No questions asked, no hesitation. Have your back regardless, all doubts paid no heed.

Go forth and attack, don’t hesitate and wait. For its always yours to win. Take what you want out of life. Is a life truly lived, if a life is without sin?

You have everything you need, For pastures new, greater things. Thoughts to grow, new bonds to seed. Be not what they want, be what sets you free.

The war on yourself, Never in total comfort or surrender. Chase your dreams daily. Margin for failure, success, A turning point so slender.

Unravel and travel, forward you must go. Don’t look back and dwell on failures past. You don’t need a quote, a false idol or a flow. For one day you will discover, as above so below.

Only those that improve you. That fuel you and move you. Together rising up, only seeing the real deal. In tandem, dreams you will pursue.

Unleash the power within. Cultivate your land with fields of gold. A hidden power you never knew, Watch the greatness unfold.

Love the work, love its worth. Distractions everywhere, interfering. Slowing down the train. Learn to love it daily, the rest leads to pain.

Chase perfection. Come as close as can be. Ignore the weak naysayers. They are trapped and you are free.

Who will be your lighthouse? who will guide you on this journey at sea? Who will lead you towards shipwreck? Who do you need to let free?

It comes from within no need for iron, a gym, Mental reps of struggle But up in here, failure is a sin.

I saved a spider from death. Stuck on the smooth white curvature, Almost drowning in the bathtub of regret. Eight eyes looking up at me, a face he will never forget.

Will you voyage out, will you venture? Will you plunder all the gold? Will be as wise as you are brave and bold? Only beasts can do it alone, truth be told.

Think deeply on your future. Think lightly on your day, tread gently on your strife. The mind a season changing. Tomorrow could be summer, each day a new life.

Mental health or existential wealth? Is the sacrifice worth the reward? Don’t sell your soul for fools gold, The real riches you must move toward.

Don’t be a slave to modern vices, Chasing false merit, distraction untoward. Take time for yourself, to be alone with your thoughts. Imagination the real reward.