How would I dare question these links?
The inner workings of universal law beat our greatest comedians.
Good luck dissecting mystery, as the unknown and unknowable prevail, trumping every seat of power.
Amassing ignorant following, for what else can the following be?
These inner workings are not a guessing game, nor a science.
The inner workings demand submission, not theorizing nor lecturing.
Mystery commands the experiencer to feel, to take part in, to join it.
The choice is yours, whatever the cost may be, the option is present.
At times you may wonder whether you should intercept the bullets.
I do not aspire to be all knowing, dear reader, I aspire to feel mystery and love with all my senses. Mastery seems like a feature I have no use for. What I seek in me is more color and more creativity. More howling at the moon, more plotting to reach the heavens.
These newly found links make me connect dots the same way the ancients used to name constellations. Are these but the represantations of fate in celestial form?

I sit here as I enjoy a future memory in the making, I feel a familiary that is rare in the age of anxiety, I feel a peace, a soothing company, one that is as complex as me, and as different and exciting as a human can be.