this precious time. i have to open my head. seeds of the past will leave me... ...and evolve as a imaginated tree. not determined by rules. roots through my bones. i had a craniotomy... ...and blind a**umptions became eyes of a child. break free my way and... (make me disconnected) take this return step... (don t look behind) eyes, ears, heart and hand... (as a tool for you) craniotomy... (precisely defined) a warmth. embrace. fall into a deep sleep. this precious time. seeds of the past will leave me. roots through my bones. became eyes of a child.