Perspective

Gray lines paint the outer edges of the back wall and my eyes burn, crispy, and red and seem to go into the back of my head, finding peace, finding chaos, looking grim, looking happy, going insane, going sane, I need a drink, something to dissolve the pain, something to go into my veins and present a certain kind of salvation into the water I drink daily, running from your fears is fear itself and you know the ways I need to go about, burst a bubble in the water and finger each molecule and think, think for once in your life about something other than the obvious, look past the pictures on the walls and see the wall, forget the tangible and remember your feelings and emotions, those are key and the meaning of our mission here on this rock, looking past the sky and into the dark matter of above is simple, but misleading, the eyes of our generation don’t go there and miss the facts and the research is faulty and the tender thoughts I receive daily go by unnoticed, except for this one, one which feels and sees the future like no other, one, she is the one, a really don’t see the signs yet but I feel them and so does the one, the one knows me better than I know myself and the ground I stand on. Don’t go insane over the lack of my message, its only a difference from the normal actions of all, I am sick of the normality of your lives and I feel separated from the root from which I came, wanting more from life than humdrum specifics and unworthy topics, we all sit, I sit now in a place of too much worry and no fun, with all this stress and depression you wonder why we still live, live to see the future, live to see true love, live to see the ocean, live life like it should, humans are a creative species living on dreams yet we find it hard to reach those nightly excursions to the far off places of our minds, don’t fret we are in for more than we except and “the death” is only a beginning, a beginning which will bring the smiles and laughter back, we will be kids once again, forget the rules and standards just “be”, find love and just “be”, go up the tallest hill you can find and just “be”, concentrate on your last dream and break open your imagination and get back, get back, looking too far in the future only brings us down and gives us a false sense of security, I don’t get it even when I read it from a scientific journal, professional opinions seem just as fake as the fake ones, yet we still believe in the future, find me and I will show you the way, we can survive this mess, we have the characteristics and abilities to fly and see the world from a different perspective, a perspective of reality and love and finality.