A path. A route. A destination.
Glowing brilliant against the tapestry of the world.
Leading on towards the horizon. Winding. Twisting. Turning back on itself more than once.
Like the tantalizing, teasing, wafts of inspiration on the winds.
We follow. Slave to the meowing curiosity clawing incessantly at the edges of our consciousness.
Rolling over the edge of the world into insanity.
A blotched, painted, skewed existence defying logic with a bold face and tight fist.
Go... Follow it... Get lost in the ecstasy of the imagination.
I dare you..........
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