Habits

Habits.

Creature of habit, destiny of old; venture forth and resign to the upcoming waves of ever changing chaos. Happiness is over rated, while curiosity is the currency of now. Knowledge quenches the thirst for more, siren's call to the new promise land. Embraces and companionship are founded in the texts and creation of one's own inhibitions. Stepping forward into the moonlight, a sense of direction is rooted within the sleepy giant. Senses heighten, old skills and instincts honed, refined; creature of rebirth. Transformed and brimming with freedom, lingers not in the past but dances in the present. Come new day, habits of old are nothing more but ashes. With the new guidelines of restoration, old gospels which were muted and sideline in the shadows. Now provide a rough course of  how to actually live. For the only due course is to allow experience and mistakes be the central theme of contributing to the river of life.  Testimony is taken today, for it will serve as a survey in the future. Creature with heighten senses allow temptation to entice, beware of treachery and always carry forgiveness within. Habits...are creatures themselves.