When do I think the best?

i think the best with my hood on looking down at the ground
my legs warm
my pace warm
thinking about the what ifs, replaying in my head
the words i wish i had spoken
the words i wish i could speak
to friends, to loved ones, to enemies, to leaders, to myself

wandering with no materials attached to my name
wandering with thousands of dollars in debt breathing down my neck
repeat repeat repeat

such a collaborative process prostrating prunes
such a collaborate process to allow for emergence of character
let me find it once again, awareness of blue, seeking for adult guidance
she has disappeared from me
a sky blue indentation
laughing, loving, without the ___

the throne of consciousness and perception
a throne sat above the highrises and deep caverns
i cry for it
but a symbol of grace and honesty
in this instance cannot be overstated
the appointer introduces me to her whenever i ask
maybe, to ask is to never have been ready at all

who the fuck. cares about what you externalize
unmistakable observality ony goes as far as the mind can share
sharing, leading to meet the Her’s
these skills most valuable on the journey to the throne

i work best from… not the loneliness… but the feeling of floating
feeling of movement captures me most when i see just myself, and the mediums around me
moving with people and being deeply rooted in community or societal movements, does not lend itself to the purple and boundless world that can be experienced and believed
surely acknowledging these things do not take away from it
even encountering others who move and feel best in these headspace, it isnt a look for connection but more of a nod in joint realization