No Set Future

As I pass through time in my physical vessel I connect the rhymes, balancing them on my mind's trestle. My consciousness detaches from emotion and commotion and intricately latches onto an outstanding, expanding notion. At twenty-three and so onward, with every new midnight, and every new songbird, my mind escalates to a new height brilliantly brightening my eye's light. The novelty of these audibles inclines life to be anything but probable. Voluble are my audibles, relieving my eye of it's monocle. I focus and listen to the cosmic sounds physics has given. Seeing the sounds, all the compounds do abound and surround everywhere amongst these grounds. Strategy is imperative when dodging the chaos. Seek those audibles which avoid pathos. Embrace the novelty, embrace the ambiance for the moment now is all transience.