Guided by vision, like blue self-existing?

Sleep brings premonition, how much more important then to see the bigger picture upon waking at all times.

What I do brings events cascading towards me. Retaining moisture brings rain eventually. Building momentum brings static charge.

All actions set things in motion, my intention colors all outcomes.

Becoming wise and crafty like a raven, rather than an eagle, brings me the most reward. But I pulse, heart beating.The more I work, the hungrier I become. But if I merely play, eventually I will cry.

Tears always come, same with joy. Better to focus on the heart and grow that muscle, for that is the only timeless energy.