This World

Jay

Mon Oct 07 2024 08:45:54 PM PDT

The world I live in, it begs me to ponder. I climb its mountains, swim its oceans, and explore its riddles. Matter, I see; time, I travel. Where is it all leading, or is this some kind of dog chases its own tail situtation? Haha, the devil plays the game, and the saint sets the rules, until there are too many rules, then rules may bend like a river meandering past the towering rock pillars. The stream does not stop to worship the impassable, rather it slithers around the bounardies until it can pass to its destination. Where it goes, well that's the next game.