If only life was as simple as focusing towards that visualisation. When the realisation is having to pass by a room full of people.
It's the surroundings that determines the means of journey. While across waters yet requires the ride upon a seahorse, or through a jungle requests an elephant to sit on.
What will be one's own action sets off a chain of reactions. And these events become bigger than the initial intention.
Ironic, the effort to make in appearance. Yet, for the cause will soon be down and dirty.
Once the secret is out their form of punishment is to humiliate and make a mockery of. Perhaps it's all for finding others whom share the same interests. Than shock a group of nuns.
In the forest; looking out at the world through a window. While that vision seems comforting and welcoming. The first thing needing to do is step out into it. For a window to give reassurance is a small feeling compared to being amongst that vision.
St. Luke Ch.9:V.56 " - For the Son of man is not come to destroy men's lives, but to save them. And they went to another village."
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