We exist as strokes of chalk on a chalk board.
Each life, a masterpiece or doodle beginning in blind strokes.
Steady your strokes with meditation, discipline, and the quest for truth.
Keep in mind, ones chalk board could be erased at any moment.
If one is vigilant and honest in self discovery, the finding of residues of past opus strokes can be traced and realized, equipping valuable lessons and truths.
Do not fear the pain or the reality of ones stick of chalk snapping or whittling down to dust.
For a time will come.
Universal perfection will be...