The sequence of consequence, a wild way to predict future events. Without a thought of the glimpse. Of what is done within a wince. Forethought coming after, once on the fence. Knowing only in the past tense. A nature of being afraid, predictably people weave this braid. Unsure how long they’ve stayed. In that worrisome mental cave. Realizing too late what they’ve unfortunately gave. Trying so hard to find peace and save. To make it back out staying brave. To sit again on that enclave. Recovering from what they once were being a slave. Questioning how close they may have come to the grave.
Events, they will come and they will go. Some going fast while others slow. This is all being part of the flow. Of that universal game we all know. The one we call the Big Show. Worry not though, this is how we all grow.
Learn to know, the pattern of Saturn and what can be gathered. From those Karmic and Dharmic events. To help foresee how your life will be spent. Think first before one vents. Act accordingly like ladies and gents. This way when it’s time for pence, it will be gold with nothing of offense. Karmic gold, for the soul. That rich payout that makes you whole. The kind carried in from the collection bowl. Never having to worry if it were stole.
Bettering day in and day out. Allowing inner self to grow stout. That way when people see they literally shout, “Look, that person has figured it out!” Leaving one refreshed for the next bout. Able to go in without a pout.
Thus we continue on with or without strife. That searing pain that can jab like a knife. Weathering past all that it is rife. This being what we come to know as… Life