Obligated
"What about the car on the back, Jimmy?"
Lots of dramatic steps ahead of no permanent spot where they are trying to fit themselves just for viewing one face. It was an illusion where trusts find its reflection as joke. Where matter remains hidden even if it is all lies. It has been a dynamic version of enchantment with millions of barriers and qualms. One by one each steps showed the difference between previous and next steps. It all gathered together as reality. If they took one step and it became easier for next one, the next one would have become uncertain. Where was the previous one under pressure, where would be the next one behind doubts. The mystery becomes an obligated way, if you choose for unravel, the way mixed and if you not, the way turned.
Ups and downs remain steady, he just wants to keep trying. Focusing on what is before. Can't even look at past. Sometimes it feels deeper and sometimes he feels lower.