Scrying
Whose Standards Are You Living By?
Whose standards are you living by? And imma be frank, I projected that on to you guys. Being dissatisfied with your journey makes you lash out on the ppl nearest you because you can’t define where the stagnation is coming from…because you never defined the direction for self. And maybe it’s that we know those…
Scrying
Whispers in the wind, Fresh footprints in the now. Of the path places, we’ve been. We venture far, we venture near. Yet, the whisper still remains Because the inner world is never as deeply revered.