Nothing about it is complicated.
Easy to understand, easy to explain.
For another day.
Now, the lights are lit.
This life of crossing paths, in-commons.
Just tell me your story.
The order is in my head.
Chaos is what others think, the judges.
To be inspired is divine.
Like a light year.
This traveling unit of time, continuous.
It's all relative.
Like or dislike.
Trust or not, your ultimate decision.
And mine.
To wake up and realize.
There is no illusion, the real is real.
It is what it seems.
Acknowledged and considered.
Spins and orbits, equilibriums too.
Repeated patterns.
The occupational lattice.
Broad understanding, clearly vauge.
Until the last shoe drops.
Actual research finds.
Those obsessed with it, like scientists.
Come to conclusions.
State as fact.
Indicate if needed, in some way.
Be absolutely promising.
The bright bulbs.
Hundred watts, wake and see.
Squint for awhile.