ᶠᶦᶜᵏˡᵉ, ᶠᵃˡᵗᵉʳ
ᴾᵃʷˢ ᵒⁿ ʷᵃᵗᵉʳ
ᴳᵃᶻᵉ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵃᵗ ᵃ ʳᵉˢᵗˡᵉˢˢ ˢᵒᵘˡ
ᵂʰʸ ᵈᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵈᵉʳ?
ᵂʰʸ ᵈᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʳᵃᶦᵖˢᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢ ᶦᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʳᵒᵒᵗˢ ᵉˣᵗᵉⁿᵈ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᶦⁿᵍˡᵉ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʳᵉᵉˢ?
ᵂʰʸ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ ᵈʳᵒᵒᵖ ᵃˢ ᶦᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵏʸ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵖᵘˡˡᶦⁿᵍ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵒⁿ ᶦᵗ?

ᴸᶦᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵇᶦʳᵈ,
ᴸᵒˢᵗ ᶦⁿ ᵃ ᶜᵒⁿᶠᵘˢᶦⁿᵍ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ
ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵗʳᵘᵍᵍˡᵉ ᵃˢ ᶦᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗˢ ᵇᶦⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ᶜʰᵃᶦⁿˢ
ʸᵒᵘ ᶠˡᵃᵖ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʷᶦⁿᵍˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʳʸ ᵗᵒ ᶠˡʸ ᵃʷᵃʸ,
ᴮᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵃˡˡ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵃᶦⁿ.

ˢᶦⁿᵍ ᵃ ˢᵒⁿᵍ,
ᵀᵉˡˡ ᵐᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ
ᴵⁿ ᵃ ᶜʰᵒʳᵘˢ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵘᶠᶠˡᵉᵈ ᶜʳᶦᵉˢ,
ᴮᵘʳʸ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵐᵘᶻᶻˡᵉ ᶦⁿᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ᶠᵘʳ
ᵁⁿᵈᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵒᶠᵗ, ˢᵗᵃʳʳʸ, ⁿᶦᵍʰᵗ.

ᶠᶦᶜᵏˡᵉ, ᶠᵃˡᵗᵉʳ
ᴾᵃʷˢ ᵒⁿ ʷᵃᵗᵉʳ
ᶠᵃˡˡ ᶦⁿᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ᵃʳᵐˢ ᵃᵍᵃᶦⁿ.

I am a celestial wanderer,
Rather than a terrestrial one.
-Ikigai Poet

Monsters never find peace in the bed
but in your head.
-Ikigai Poet

Life will teach you ,
Not everything is worth your
Nourishment.
-Ikigai Poet