The Pen then Thee Pencil

Following my footsteps in reverse I journey to search for the dreams in which will guide me forward, onward down the path which is mine in truth. As doubt fills my mind, laughter fills my heart, and so forth joy spills from my soul. I linger for safety, for comfort in the thorns, though they may be, filled with angry storms. As an old friend warns, not to seek that which the dreams, fail to speak. For the temptations draw in the weak, with short lived pleasures and negative after effects, simply to deceive & misguide from the honest vibration inside. As a saw guides itself deeper into its target goal, so must I, dive deeper into my soul. Answers clear of bias are found nowhere outside the questioning mind, the most complete perspective is within the inner multiverse, for it is comprised of all the facets of the self, simultaneously.