Believe, For Planet Earth Turns Slowly

What does it mean to truly know a person? For all I know, as planet earth turns slowly, and with those rotations of - perceive it as such if you will - a "heavenly body", I am permitted the time to fathom the sustainability of human social constitutions and the conditions of human frailty.

Live with a man in his house for 40 years, speak on every subject.
Then on the last day hold him over a volcano.
Only then will you know what they truly are.

In recent months past, I found myself either tricked or pushed to cease the drawing lines (or discarding all hesitations and limitations), for it prevents access of a person into your true self. As trivial of a habit it presents itself to overcome, the relief in doing so is fathomless. To let loose all stone walls and to open all doors presents opportunities of infinite possibilities. My current state of bliss has also seen itself arise from a particular sequence of events, which one may conclude began with some others' contemplation. I have replaced chaos with unexpected spontaneity and excitement by committing myself to giving my all, all the time.

Pull back all bared teeth, drop all rigid guards, disregard all perceived grudges and return the pencil to it's case. To draw lines is to withhold yourself. Seek to know all, everyone and thing, equally and to the fullest of potential.

Devotedly yours,
~Chiko.