Life Procedures

Closed paths from me, impel me free paths ... . Blocked directions and no signs,ordering seek shelter insurance ... . Amid flying lost of dizzy, half blind I follow in my heart radar... . Entangled in deviations imagine myself in cut cords as of in mazes from Theseus ... . But if I lack fresh roads, I'm looking for other ways in the sky ... so I continue, flying to find me heights ... beyond worlds ...!