March 27, 2021
In the down-low you can find a hand to hold. The darkness paints a mask you mustn't see through. Your feelings will guide you. They are the instruments of martial discovery. You must trust them, else you'll lose hold. The ones who guide you, instruct you, love you, control you are not to be disobeyed, trifled with or questioned. Your path is in their hands, as your hand is in theirs. Should you balk, fondle your unworthy will, veer off and take matters into your hand. Beware. You can eat the apple; knowledge will come. The sky will fall.