At the end of understanding, there’s always more to explore. Even when I believe I’ve reached the peak, something greater awaits. There might always be more to discover.

When I feel convinced, it often transforms into something even better. Each piece of perfection can hold entire worlds, yet these pieces usually struggle to convey meaning.

And down the waterfall, wherever it may take me.

What if maybe my path leads to a center that is everywhere? A strength that feels beyond anything else.

Each piece interacts with others, connecting across time and space. But is that just the surface of an answer?

Every breath seems to hold the birth and death of countless worlds. Can I even get the fullness? The lines blur,

Each ending opens a new beginning, yet with every answer, new questions arise. The last step we take can lead me to the start of something extraordinary.

Like a soul without a mind, in a body without a heart…

Something is always becoming and fading. What does it mean to exist and to cease to exist? Words may hint at this, but can they ever hold it?

The heights can become gifts. What happens when I become what I seek? Can I even speak?

I believe this change is happening. Everyone has a question and an answer, and everyone already understands. What if everyone is part of this? I think I would like that.

You are always welcome.