There is nothing within a plan, times and circumstance cannot be held in line. I would prefer not to have a plan as this is a converse path to the truth that the world is random, and random at its most planned states. There is string theory at the subatomic level, the most basic building blocks of our universe have a large base in chaos. Time is a level of restrictiveness to flux. Flux is a concept, people look for everything but flux, everything in its right place.
You will be the best without it, but the truly best are better for it, able to adapt and change. To be open to receive ideas and use them, put them in practice, put them in place. Flowing is a space in which these ideas come, they jump out, they fly in mind and in page. Sometimes the flight is scary and some do not understand what it all means, but that is to maintain what they know.
The last thought of these people is of their possessions in this world. See that is wrong even of those not in that mind space. There is an open dialogue in those times, somethings held, somethings finally let go. Put into the air, never to return ad never to be held. The only end is on the lips of the one who spoke them. With 7 million voices there is so much drowning going on.
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