Many avenues of intellect are open to us all, we just have to keep our minds from closing it’s door.

meaning for a person’s way of life.They can take on dimensions and are green with newness.All thoughts and ideas are brought together into one spaceof matter and contained therein.Even though they’re all so different and separate from oneanother, they are enclosed within one being.Yes, the mind is a forest of many thoughts and ideas.

Offering themselves to the scenery and watching allotments ofother’s, carrying on traditions of a lifetime.Riding the blackened tar of rhythm down highways of life, holdingonto layers of yesterday’s thoughts.Becoming the interior patches of yesterday’s travels.Continuing in all areas of intellect to borrow wisdom’s dimensionsand walking through them with nothing to worry about.

Totaling measures of years, placing them in songs ofyesteryear.Fulfilling empty spaces of loneliness with momentary joy.

Holding on for reminders of why I am still here, wondering how things will eventually turn out.

Filtering episodes of life as it mesmerizes intense emotions, barely being held in check.Surprisingly, wonder unfolds from subconscious realms, taking over and giving all manner of creative ideas to the world of imagination, dwelling inside my mind.

Allowing many adjustments to be made to focus on lastingexpressions and becoming ordinarily stuck in putrefiedstations of time, only to be fitted with straps ofabhorrence and sent to extremes of silence in covers ofobsolete knowledge.Foregoing any thoughts, playing secretly with an absenceof imagination taken from me as a child, then returned toformer aptitude and life.