Prescient Cognition Theory (a message passed forward)
A simple oath to the audience, I promise you'll like what you hear 'herd, lure, command, teach, shade.' So says the seal
We left in ones and twos and we left a few Chance is if you're lost you've lost your chance Certainly we choose to fail, to leave our plans too long for books Single ship sets to sail, and is rarely understated
New rooms in the halls above Distractions hiss "We're isolate and temperamental" Solemn goodbyes and good luck Can you worry without a household? Would a fear develop?
Watching things moving... Why do you want to watch? No pleasant reason, Took a wrong turn up there. Support your speed An insecurity to the loose point of fate Up against the Great Wall, again Practiced in the habits of star cultures She's gazing at our cluster, when the haul comes in Now, a while away with kaleidoscopes and calipers Wicket rhythms shift below the grand, untidy mind
The time it took, to know between you and me, when they've been through it before. Hard-fared paths, barbed bottlenecks Gargamelle, and a source to draw water Fresh treads stretch on, like a message passed forward This spoor's design along the young trail