He went down

He went down to his favorite spot in the garden or labyrinth or checkered floor in the many streams or f drunken, crazy confusion of names and sign, reading or playing double bass, in that corner, of the street, in a bench, when he used to become still as stone,
No sadnes, no, no more, he goes in the depths, to discover the knowable,
He wanted mind expansion, he got the latest shuffle of lost and found or hide and seek
Such sad and strange games,
So the story deepens and the writing never stops!