Its nite now

Elements of things in their disposition
I figure the reached element of an entity is when flow happens

I have never been in a place of consistence elements at meet


I engage in monologue, solitary discord and agreements about the elements I have mastered or have mastered me
Yet its not the expression for me that matters it’s the form in which its expressed
For likeness sake….its not what is said yet its how its being said

Its an ongoing spiral of what is conjured up in the mind and expressed through the form of element that you possess or that which possess you

I search for the place where its sourced and from where is reserved yet with no avail
Being in a perimeter and surrounding that compliment and add to your female or male make-up of expression is priceless and should be invaluable yet on what circumstance was it agreed upon that a certain mastered element defines your preference of matting
Male n artistic Female and manual doesn’t point to your opposite gender prefference
It’s all scattered now my prepared speech like a writer whose whole book has been blown by wind my argument or claim is lost in the files of my being and will
resurface in a time of no scripting
The dominant force the pull of your element the physical call of your being

If I were to decide for myself whats to be done with what possess me… I would come short of its potential
So an invite I make right here right now

Creator God,… what you have created let it be for the purpose you created it for
There there now see no restlessness and neurosis just calm and knowledge that what possess me is in the Hands of the One who gave it to be my dominat force

It was nite but the light of Gods welcome of me turned it into day.