and as the final pieces keep the rhythm I begin my final thesis began with a projection not of light through glass the words in which I dictate to the class draw a minds eye picture and a mass a definite definition its origin was boring when it had begun and now it has surpassed my wildest expectations while in gestation in my mind had many iterations around my fixation of time but now its born and it's got away from me and mine fine if the thought in which I birthed in any way coerced a younger mind mined a mental gem cut it polished till it shines so if a younger mind it inclines a decent though could be enshrined make this word a better planet yours and mine think well find what was once almost lost love begin to warm all of our hearts removing permafrost cause goes to effect effectuating small pockets of people that will rise above selfishness begets a giving humble new reality greed begets a mindset of a new fiscal morality vanity begets new eyes with which to now see inner beauty sanity restored regrets are no longer polluting populations of this nation hopefully the world pass it to the generation of the little boys and girls swine no longer trampling all our Pearl's my hope is that my rambling may unfurl a brand new era in our history where we face reality open eyes that now can see from the past until eternity evolving into higher souls rejecting most our flaws and working on the few remnants not for me but for us pause and reflect on my daily action contemplate no thoughts exacting watching inner light refracting through my 3rd eye I prism isn't bound by boundaries mental bounty bounding forth what is or isnt yes of course as i divorce myself from inner inhibition