You
cannot be
all
things to all people, because in time
you
will not be.
People
who want you
should
know what that means, for in that knowledge
mass
bondage would be avoided
Why
is there always
something
else you want, with its answers years ahead?
Does
society
operate
a puzzle, a machine
of
questions and answers?
Do
our perceptions flow, following a sequence?
Are
they visions attained for actions?
Could
death be the mixing
of
the questions of perceptions, and the abdication of the self?