Well then...
As you might have guessed, there is a quotient of personality required to leave the amount where it sits. You can count on those who have come before. There is so much mystery. Am I these words; answering questions? Inherently we ask about what we can control, where the amount is that we're concerned about. And it adds up to a lot. Sometimes I just talk in these circles, is that all there is? And what is it all for? Finding, reminding, remaining and dancing. For shame! You've fallen out of the tree. And all that we have left around us are the pieces remaining in the heart of nothing. The only thing to do is to continue. Is this the recycled union we're all averaging towards? Can we break even with only so much to care about? There's so much I haven't uncovered. So many barriers to ownership. And we're just getting started.
There is another purpose in here. A further thing has landed, leaving us all with doubts in our bellies. At the corner of the road, you fell in the gap, leaving nothing either possible or impossible. As you choose to come across it, the fact of it ruins you. You can't define it. There is a prospect through all of it that you must follow. You are a prospector. You are an amount. You cannot be fooled. There are so many things to do. La la la!
As functions go, this one is a doozy.