The journey is about to begin here.
Everything looks so stale and stagnant. It seems so unreal
to begin anything here.
Contemplating ways out with this out of place boat.
How could a journey begin here?
No seas, no rivers. Useless efforts of mobilization.
Hands and sheer strength do not work here.
Sun plays games as he sets down.
"Is that all you can do? If thats so, you ll never leave here."
Change view, change shape. Matter does not matter here.
Enter, enter the boat. No lack of seas, no lack of rivers can keep you here.
End works its means. Illusions disappear.
The boat was never here.
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