found this poem that i wrote a long time ago and forgot about it... i mustve been SOOO high hahhahahaa what you think? the flow they say lifes got a flow that floats in a direction unknown they say its the way you must go but some choose to go the other way alone fighting the current one moves a negligable distance but one can move both ways, concurrent and travel far with some assistance. if one stands still or moves without persistance their lives, they shall kill as they vanish from existance but with that persistance the fighter can find that upstream they can travel the distance to bring peace upon the mind they say go with the flow its the way things should be but the seeker wont take no as an answer, will he? No, he wont, he never could he always questions the questionable perhaps more than he should would the seeker question the unquestionable? they knew that he would so they set that current, to fight him away so the questions that musnt be answered unanswered theyd stay and the current still flows unto this very day while the seeker still fights. much to their dismay with all his might and he'll never be carried away upon beating the current the seeker, he quivers he knows all of his questions will be answered at the end of the river. ..