I rule my mind, which I alone must rule.

Heaven is right here, no reason anticipating it anywhere. 

The reason so clear and simple, yet I have spent decades to finally come to realize this plain fact. 

Now, I am still learning, and yes how doggedly and awkwardly, the art of ruling this kingdom of mine.

Somehow 陶淵明《歸去來辭》happened to my mind：

歸去來兮！田園將蕪胡不歸？

既自以心為形役，奚惆悵而獨悲？

悟已往之不諫，知來者之可追；

實迷途其未遠，覺今是而昨非。

舟遙遙以輕揚，風飄飄而吹衣。

問征夫以前路，恨晨光之熹微。

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Indeed, it is my sole responsibility to keep safe and sound this kingdom of mine. The turbulance of the "external world" but echoes to what's down deep me.

While apparently a loner, I am never alone.

The Hand is always there, as long as I give a heart to feel its Presence.

The gentle Voice is always down deep me, as long as I quiet down myself and listen.