Micro managing till you die

Gather round for a tale I tell in hopes it reaches to you before any decision you have already made regardless of your current state of dimensional awareness. I say to you as I say to myself only a reflection fragmented into this reality not as an actuality but rather an idea, clean your slate.

For what is wealth which does not translate directly to your being?
What are riches that cannot be inherited through life force?
Generating from the inside, falling down the ladder like a gentle leaf in the wind

Growing numb from lack of expression and touching now a long grey beard built by the balance of frustration and gratitude of a system propelled from such energy.

The fools dance in the front row preaching stories of fake love and war, swinging their emotions in a way so graceful and deceptive.

Stay focused