The Spirit of Lost Virtue
I'm the spirit that circumvents your thoughts in clinging web-nests
of memory and consciousness. They connect, meandering
through geodesic constellations, and plummet into the
bitter corners of your inner universe. The pace that your
thoughts travel at, between space and reality is slow,
significantly losing their relevance to consciousness
of your being. Rather, thoughts that you repel in your consciousness
spiral endlessly at a fast pace, where they race past a nest
that's left with voids of wonder. Who am I? Where am I? Slowly,
these thoughts shadow the importance of all else, meandering
through parallels of thought in the microcosm that your
consciousness fails to ignore -- self-curious of the
imagination you wonder. Circles of confusion: the
thoughts you repel, revel and exist in your consciousness
as you seek self-pity. Control your thoughts in your
mind of wonder and lost virtue, and focus that nest
into cohesive thought. Listen to its song, meandering
its guidance through your mind in Fibonacci sequence, slowly -
thoroughly for your understanding. Merry-go-rounds slowly
resonate with songs of bells and chimes, tickling the
eardrum with a sense of morality. You meander
from thought to thought with silk laced confusion, consciously
unaware of the unbalanced realm you've created. Star-nests
normally connect each thought into cohesion. With your
mind shattered into silver dust, confusion clouds your
sense of balance and disjoints your mind into crackles, slowly
forming black holes that disrupt your mind's star-lines. The nest
that vibrates when you rest will balance each line in the
hopes that your cosmic thoughts will clear inside your consciousness
back into straight, unswerving lines that shine and meander
in your mind of echoing madness. The balance meanders
and connects new shine formations, restoring your
sense of self-significance as you slowly let your conscious
regain control of importance. Rest well, and slowly
realize the balanced clarity that circles the
center of your mind's former obscurity: a nest
that no longer meanders, but rests in your mind
of slow thought and clear consciousness. Your life has significance.
When in doubt, clear your mind and nestle into the night.