warpd out

"Unlearn me, ditch what I read, behind what I heard.
Look, find, free! Do you get it yet? Do you get it yet?
Evidence, in the march of the ant, pulse of the sea.
Look, find, free! Do you get it yet, do you get it yet?
From here on it's instinctual, even straight roads meander.
Every piece contains a map of it all." ACLOTM- Incubus

Do what need be done, focus... Everything else will follow.
Time; blessing or curse? Or both?

A phenomenon so profound, its very existence, unfathomable beyond comprehension.
Chance?
Take it. She knocks on many doors, but the knocks, they echo off deaf ears.