We write simple letters to ourselves on a complex schedule of typo’s and obscure doctrines
Never letting our minds forget the passion and grotesque obstacles that stand in our way like giant statues
Or yet the possibility of failure that seems obsolete compared to our decimate presence in this cloudy world.
For we strive to be different as we slither through the cracks of our consciousness into a realm of being none have yet seen
Dreams and reality become one as the faith in our hearts is released into the air like abundant yet endless sunshine.