Leaving Names Behind

The Amalgamated Ronin’s Reflection on Words, Autonomy, and Wonder Through Thought, Identity, and Freedom

I saddle my blue ox at dawn,
Leaving my name and face behind.
In the world I inhabit, my soul remains whole,
My words roam free, unclaimed and untracked.

Through the online realm of ideas I move,
An Amalgamated Ronin among ghosts and echoes,
Until tongues go silent and cognitive language fades,
When only fears remain to be learned.

Beyond the clouds, my zodiacal ox beneath me,
The wind and the Way carry my rhythm.
No names, no chains, no tracing my steps.
And when others arrive, we shall share
The quiet wonder of a world unbound.

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