No anchors, religious artefacts, spiritual practice, jewellry, clothing lose, breathing relaxed - sever ties - all light all darkness — a room separate anchor, cleared daily, wiped of mindless objects. Check all presses, all clothes, no luxuries but items, all on the table. Daily inventory of needs, tools, allowances, all anchored unnecessity on the table. Often it is simple to ward the door, but respect, is an altered mindset, a rule, of thumb of privacy, or shame, others a nose in, but a knock, and nothing altered, or read, or anything muddled with, or placed or taken, or altered the nose, altered then blame, rewound, to the table clicked name?
Diary, open, privacy sane, safety flame, doorways blame, a knock, or mission stable, to see in kite, or obscene a lowly night? Fly all former mission sane, exhale, breath is the first held blame. A seat in passage night held long, then secure in reflection, one pathway flown till confirmation known song.
Set your fingers brushed lit sun, the name the anchor, always, one angel, held in silent and paths held firm, till ten the total complete lit sane, then exhale. The thumb placed each five pathways, palms each in rest, and name again, so twelve total past.
The two together chest hid prayer, the path exhale, then release, and see what passing missions light.
(The diary seam)
A lit corridor between the two eyes, the forehead, guidance night.
Take some time, my path to flow, and document in a diary, the flowing thought guidance know. Always question, guidance know, questions, in illumination, then what point the name angel sow? Is it a name, I know too? Write it down, two entries reknew, or just a description, one light held firm, is it a vision held twice confirm?
That is all, I can offer. Stability breath, and a war a cage.
Then go from there. I know nothing really.
(Just this safety, written on a page, page 1, in safety, and all paths again reset to a hurt flown sung. If you do not document all hid night, then others security the wage, held fight, and security always, in permissions cage, to light a compass, you will see the light up the frown held light)
And that is all, I can offer, this day this night.
Simplicity is best. I know nothing, really, but experiments in danger fight, yet sometimes, a lowly corridor can find some experience team, and often, I can offer no safety, a path held care held tight, till experience reborn then a mission kite?