26 Quotes About Wtw

Pay attention to the lesson that you’re being taught.It’s not a lesson like the lessonsgetting sold and bought.No student loans to take, nomonthly payments to make.No calls from the collectors office at the bank.No need to thank me for your freenonobligatory dormitory.Just row in the know-flowof this revelatory preparatory.

The momentum is momentous,and the rhythm is relentless.It may take you just a moment,but I’m confident you’ll get this.My prepping is a steppingto new levels of cleppingwhere my intellectual weaponis aimed to pep up the repping.

I’m in a room with misfitswho want to cut my wits into bitsand pass them like chips to be dippedin their rips, stripped from my lips.

You can’t highjack my plane or derail my train.I’m in the fast lane with a brain you can’t detain.Don’t try to explain me. You didn’t ordain me.Don’t try to restrain me. You can’t detain me.Oh I’m feeling like a million x a billionx a octillion trillion x whatever = a priceless civilian.Whew!I said whew!

The clowns of society can’t control me.They tend to push a trend that bends to their psychology.Like hounds tracking piety past the beach tree,they fink before they sink, I wink out on the deep sea.Defying all their gravity, watch in HD.Their bark is not a shark, it’s sparked outside sobriety.Their brains lack variety. Print a copy.My know, get one to go, the flow (hero biology).

Can’t bind my mentality—like Houdini.I go not with the flow, my bow shoots very narrowly.The point of my frequency, hold it steady.The aim is not a game. Don’t claim to be a balcony.Can’t see it in clarity from your M.P.Your think is on the brink. Don’t sink in your anxiety.A quick link mentality, find it hasty—your brain can’t catch a train (explains taxi dubiety).

I’m unique like an antique, take a sneak peek.A freak mystique with no weak link in my technique.Hey, piqued critique? You’ve got a squeak in your sneaksending you up creek with no paddle (so to speak).It’s looking kind of bleak. Go bridle that long beakbefore the tip of its peak makes your showboat leak.

Take me through the night.Take me through the tunnel.Fly me like a kitein the center of the funnel.Take my hand and liftme up into the sky.Set my feet on wavesand my faith will keep me dry.

Take me to a heightto reach a brand new level.Book me on a flightwith a supernatural schedule.Take my hand and shiftme into overdrive.Fuel the blazing fireand what’s golden will survive.