These "motions" in me, rerun, recur, renew. There are variety of tempo. At times its like rush of winds blow and gush up the fallen settled leaves and mess it up, at times it's blankness with echo making lots of noise @ the back of the head... I know something is going on inside me but i do not know what is it.
The random repeats.
Maybe i need to "Catch" my thoughts you know...
it's been wild.

Read this from somewhere, had my thoughts rattle again ... HA!
"All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king."
JRR Tolkien
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