The foundation of your dreams is built upon the soil of yesterday. To cultivate, you must first understand the depths of what lies beneath.
Begin with observation. The land speaks in muted tones, its whispers barely audible above the chaos of life.
As the artisans of fate, you must weave each strand with intent. Consider the hidden threads tying your aspirations to earthly anchors. Do they support your ascent, or will they lead you astray?
Nurture the seedlings of your intentions with patience. Water them with clarity, and expose them to the sunlight of discernment.
In the crevices of time, you will find the map unwinding: Echoes, Crossroads, Mirrors.
Trust in the tangled paths; their complexity is the language of the cosmos, revealing truths in the midst of chaos.