No dream, no good memory, no specific future prospect.

Just only at running.

Sometimes something could be attractive, but that thing could never change me.

"Life is parody." that phrase could be done at acquiring something and having so stably somewhat, but to me, that thing is none, from the beginning, that must have been none.

Memory thing must not help now doing and will to do something, because any trial and intention could be independent at having and no relevance with any past.

Time is running, not looking back to any own footprint.

Human individual probably either is the same, because time must never wait for our running.

Running is started only with now's will. Nevertheless, any momentary running aspect could have no sustaining power but own will.

What does that mean, running in life, or life in running?

Probably myself must be none, that thing is set only with any ambient which surrounds us, so necessarily.

Having myself could not attract so fecund promise.

Myself must be composed only with all relevant power in terms of mutual reacting aspect.

No hope, no wish, no anticipation, but only breathing, it must have running.
Running has diversity. Breathing must not be so diverse, but so personal, that presence is not so outstanding.

But it'd be no problem.

Only our personal perceptive interest makes us an idea at each occasion how we personally run along own will, that questioning must be each distinct, and it'd be alright.

Life is not dream nor parody, that conclusion could be seen.

I want call any running I can confirm, and ask each of it, "Hey, how can you save your running, how can you have some effective rest for next phase at running?"

But no answer is back to me, but it's alright.
Because life in running means eventually deleting all dialogue, as questioning and answering.

Life in running, only being could be vigilant at having each presence.

Jun.  25th.    2021