What have I come to know of this mysterious machine? It seems past plotting out, yet within my grasp to wield.
All things pass through here and what I attach onto surely seems to direct my way. I could ask why it was, that this or that had such a persuasive sway. I could ask why was I not taught the power of my perceptions before, for what pitfalls I could have avoided and I could have found and remained in tune long ago. It seems natural that security is what I seek, but if everything evolves, what is actually safe and set under my feet?
This here can be my true teacher of faith, and if I am to respond than my only duty is to forever seek higher paths and watch as the future breaks, step forward into that next part of now with a resolve that does not quake. I must build with bricks of actioned beauty and set each truth in its place. Stack one upon another and know it is not a race. Walk slowly, surely, purely and let infinity do the rest.
As I acknowledge the response, treasure its signs, and continue to do my best. Solidarity to the path will produce expansion of experience. I can be a student of all things that have ever been and be lifted to heights I have never thought before.
Concentration must be my trusted aid to block away any notion to go astray. With concentration I can push to the side all barriers that arise in attempts to block my way. They only exist if I entertain them and I have been given the power to push them away.
This endeavor brings me closer and closer to the creator of today. As I remain present I am able to absorb more and more power and I am assured that open and upward will be my everyday.