Theory: I walk at the worlds pace.
Eating tracking devices to see when I've done comes back,
Locked away nowadays, I consort but never confront that the simplest mind is hardest to find,
For I've seen Starry Night, belief in disbelief as a child, now just sawdust,
Letting conscious invade trying to stop remembering dead dreams
Practical: Proof from hand on stove.
Retiring individuality for an absolute peace in solitary confinement,
Convicted by false authority is acceptance by Him. I recall.
Careful what you wish for kinda life; outcast for seeking, where others flee.
I see no one ever says Peace of Heart, cause everyone knows.
Hypothesis: Still love
Welds bond stronger than metal alone,
If you don't bond you'll twist and groan,
Testing limits like a time traveling probe!
Calm faith, waiting, I laugh & cry, decaying sundial of mine.