Too many new(s) in New,
To every interest
A life journey to mastery.
Should it all be a burden,
Or the burden cast off through time?
An intersection of a forged singularity of life.

Am I to become the culmination of what I am,
The parts of who I will become?
Or I am already, although without a way of identifying?

Thus, the new(s),
Or the search of.
For, if I am to become something else,
I do so,
Striving to push,
Turning a gradual line
Into an exponential curve!

An ignorant path is deterrent,
"'Gotta' know what you want."
Especially, when delving through unlimited information,
And the best remedy is to remember.

Remember what was already learnt,
To avoid walking in circles,
Repeating the mistakes already excused for,
To fool thrice,
I am the fool!
Why be the resistance to my own progress?

Remember Remember,
That one good thought,
Among the grayish vastness of a mind temporally lost.
So that the burden is indeed cast off,
Through the understanding,
Of what causes regress.

And so I become what I am,
The culmination of what is best.



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