Sifting through the sands, shifting as i understand, lifting with a grand plan, fixing as i take a stand. Light or dark. Sometimes lumens make it hard. Other times the part that makes the most sense is hidden with no pretense in another part of my essence. The best place to start is not always the beginning. The ending has enough to start the engine with no key. Pretending to be me is like preventing me from being free. Not gonna happen, so what happened? All this jaw flapping and finger typing has little effect on the bigger faction that's headed in my direction. I should just give it a rest till the next section opens up and i can see it best...
