A wanderer (Part 2)

Like Captain Jack Sparrow said, "The world is still the same. There is just less in it." We have explored everything our eyes set out,up till the horizon. And measured galaxies using light. What's more left to explore, except one. Ourselves. I want to find answers to questions only I have Break patterns, that only I know of. And gain freedom through this travel. I seek nothing, for nothing but time is the ultimate truth. Which none of us our guaranteed of. I am a lost soul and it's navigator. I am the slave to my own mind and also it's gaurdian. I am the withered trees and it's strong roots. I am the iota that contains life and vaccum that takes it away. I am the beggars loved blanket and the empty rooms in the king's palace. I am the love of the lovers and the lust of the vengeful. I am the corward that runs away and the strength people want. No one belongs to me yet I belong to everyone. I am everything existing in this nothingness. This is your journey, only yours to travel. That makes you a wanderer.