Actions of memory remain mystic. Verbalization is always challenged. I remain hence to myself, thinking through reasoning as to why the mind wanders in to memories where action stood still. The mind has to be stopped from being a market street. Not even allow it to be a museum of sorts. I have to focus and choose to use will for it. There are mountains outsides and there is a mind inside. I see all on the outside. I have to focus on the objects of the inside. I know you stay calm and go in to conflict at the same time.Then sometimes memory happens to walk ahead of me.