Whose whispers made the wind and whose blisters the earth? Whose vein is the roots of all trees and whose eyes are the sight of light? Who dances and there is creation? Who sings and there is cohesion?

Trick Track Foe

The trick is that many do not know that the track is not always fast. They look at another runner in another lane of the track and believe that they too should run quickly.

Beware the heed of the Lie!

Beware the thorn that scotches and scratches belief in hopes that the leafs of your trust would fade away in fret. Beware the fret from the heed of the lie.