Why make the stories?

Why do you make the stories father?

Because everyone is in need of constant inspiration.

We roam these lands with limits and plans,

And everyone holds their own hesitations,

The trick is there is no trick, 

It’s just the cutting of vines that bind,

The layed out resonance of movement,

The wildness that comes alive,

These are the sparks of interpretation, 

This is all we need for a flame,

Go now son and seek your place, 

Cut the vines that would hold you in chains.




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