I know I have to put everything I am experiencing in front of me, not only to maintain focus on the end result but also to evaluate my terminal intolerance to mediocrity.
Through that cycle, the ratio of success, I will impose at the world what makes me the wonderer of dreams and purveyor of true reality.
Through me, I will take everything in my eyes and make them swiftly yours for you to joy and gaze at the discovery of my own mortality.
Dedication, respiration, concentration, meditation. The entanglement of the predictable tools is mandatory when everything is a part of the ensemble and not a dissociative form of compartmentalized reality. Swim, because I can’t, bike because I’m not strong as i used to be, and run because I have no problem with normality.