I am only physically on the ground. My feet are rooted but my mind stays high. Detatched from the normal, I can only see clouds, everyday life is just a reminder to remind myself that within it's first step all you can do is feel above the ground. The ground, the dirt, the sand, the rocks. Let us walk on water to promote dignity mearly defined at such a great peak in time, that we are projected all the way through our thoughts, steadily standing amoungst the magical world of the sharks and whales.

In hopes that one day this reaches you.
With doubts enclosing the light, shadows emerge with deceit and lies.
I am only hoping that one day this reaches you.
With guidance through the snow, you can always find your way home.
My arms are open. These eyes look with you. We see the same thing. Oh how we see the same thing. Whatever the cause, it makes me yell out your name, fully prepared to hear a distant shout, calming and settling in the front of my mind. In the back of my mind. I always seem to think of things in the back of my mind.

You are always in my mind. I feel my soul collectively forming within your heart. My soul is your soul. Your heart is my heart. IT sounds as if this were all planned, how perfectly damaged it all is. Without the down you can never see the up.
A word promoted as cleaver. I'll wash my hands of this, never to speak again.


Knowingly well aware of tomorrow bringing forth such a powerful energy from the sun, so much that when the storm is approaching and unleashes it's greatest fury, no matter how much damage was left behind in it's ruined past, the great hope for tomorrow is always sitting right in front of us all. And within this great hope for tomorrow, there is such a certainty that it will always come that you should never let yourself fall dissapointed and ashamed. We are just living life. I must follow my footsteps now, casting abroad the sure line of forever, to continue to speak of forever..... What a thought!