Triggers of numbers.

A man needs to let go of 'numbers', to realise the first step to peace. His desire to fittingly 'reply'. he should quench his thirst to get drunk on it. He fights, fights the way he should.
He needs to fight no one, except for himself. He needs to reply to no one except himself. Realise my man! for your self depends on you.
His appearance, appears to be clean. His 'will to survive', mocking his life. He desires, for he should for more.
His appearance, flawed, instantly aw....'ed, his appearance is none but him. His survival, surviving himself..... His desires, Desiring himself.

Look for it, on the surface. For you are looking for it, way to deep.

The story, then i wrote......

and then the journey begins... the travellers have met, to walk beyond now. the walk, on a vacant sky.
there she stood,a wounded butterfly! his ego grown mamoth, he rode a dying horse. on a vacant sky.
The vacant sky, a trillion galaxies within....