Escaping the Library of Blank Slates

<p>Sometimes you enter into a new phase in life - one where nothing is written down for you. There are no instructions on how to navigate it. <strong>Like you're staring at a wall of blank slates in a never-ending library</strong>. You take that for what it is and you write down your life lessons through the pain and the tears. In this phase it can feel like your life is a train wreck. Like you're playing the part in someone else's show - like you're in a cinema. Eventually you get to a point where you can start to see things through a new lens or rather maybe your being is in a new plane of perception. <strong>While you're here you keep writing your lessons on the slates around you</strong>. One day you've written the last lesson. This last one is your key to get out because you've gained the wisdom needed for this phase of life.<strong> As the last story is written you fill all of your slates.</strong> The walls break down around you and the light from a new world one of emerald skies shines down. You breathe and take it in.</p><p> </p><p><strong>Now let us run as we escape the library of blank slates.</strong></p><p> </p><p>Experience this collection of poetry and prose through the various phases of an unintentional metamorphosis.</p>