The School of Perfect Kings and Queens

Streams of thought flow from my mind. Of different lengths at different times. No focus, concentration gone, a tangled mess, completely blind. Each thought visualised in words. Slowly, clarity takes hold. Many streams reduced to one.  My thoughts, my mind under control. I've gained self-sovereignty. I control the flow of thoughts. I've gained self-sovereignty.  Such freedom can't be bought. One single stream of focused thought.  A power surge. A laser beam. Transforms matter at its core.  A new world eventually born. There is no reason that I can't Change habits born of many lives. Sovereignty was overcome. I was a slave. I lost my mind. I've gained self-sovereignty. I control the flow of thoughts. I've gained self-sovereignty.  Such freedom can't be bought. This old world story disappears. Only truth remains intact. Upon my head, a crown appears. Self-sovereignty is back.  I've gained self-sovereignty. I control the flow of thoughts. I've gained sel...