Every breath. Is spirit.

A stiff breeze, is sometimes needed, when sending ravens.

How many men in white coats, does it take, to risk everything at stake?

If a door remains shut, nothing is a must, less you seek. If you so dust the door open, may it settle. For now we sneak. Where everything is a must, such is so. When you've open doors in search of where to go.

May you find resistance, that forces you to live in the present.

May you find peace in the presence of patience.

May you befriend time as if it were not your enemy.

May you live in the now, for nothing is better, than the spoils of our own good weather.

Where, when, how does Hu begin and man end? To many people lost to the pantomime, to many people not enough eyes, to many people yet not enough alive.

Those who stumble, were not very careful. Those whom lacked care surrender to a mumble, where we watch as man fumbles.

Grasping for God on a gasp, if you desire Hu you best not forget you're but a man. Every story we see the same hand, yet to many people can't read between the lines. To many people yet not enough eyes. To many people yet not enough alive.

Whom that fought righteously, may you know of Hu, may you live in Hu, may Hu be all that you were meant to be. As those asleep, pay no mind to men like me.

Where will you be?

When will it be?

Who wishes to see?

That's simple, it's the Human being.

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If you know, you know. There is no going back now.

Only look forward, as that's the only way we are now going.

God bless.