Talk and text is a beautiful thing I can use it now to get in my mind and speak whatever it is that I think at this exact moment not for the word further than where I am now so deliberate and choosing the place where I could tell any story as I approached the mountain I look up towards the mountaintop there's so much in the way the trees barely climb even an eighth of the way up did I bring rope no I didn't I have no tools but my bare hands and my feet but I can see now what I couldn't last time can see all the jagged edges between the rocks what might be strong where might be weak where my grip could go so I accend 1 tight grip leads to the next left hand feeling Dusty cloudy when it comes off to land on another grassy dusty mossy that's gross on this one I might slip dig in deep the right-hand comes up now grabs on to very loose Rock pulls out of the side of the mountain but luckily the left still holds on the awareness knowing where the balance is and how to shift and how slow it must go for moving forward it's a deliberate act but it's all in time in harmony with this mountain you have to become the mountain to climb it if you don't youre just going to slip