Positivity to the fire!

Well well well...,

No directions and faith sinks and breaks a man,
To bring the state of the mind to positivity summons impossibilities.
When nothing is left in the head, the soul yearns to be used,
It knows no logic or rationals, nothing out of the ordinary,
But it knows what is REAL and TRUE.

Faith is an assurance of things hoped for, the convictions of things not seen.
What then is a man to hope when he knows that all things are temporary while he lives and breathe the temporary?
What is he to do with this constant conflict that disrupts thought of progressions?

The man is in search for answers.