To Discover The Thing You're Brilliant At

We're All Shipwrecked On This Idea That Everything Has To Be Explained.

I Sit Before Flowers Hoping They Will Train Me In The Art Of Opening Up I Stand On Mountain Tops Believing That Avalanches Will Teach Me To Let Go I Know Nothing But I Am Here To Learn.

Scrape The Grey Sky Clean. Realize Every Grey Cloud Is A Smoke Screen To Blind Us From The Truth, And The Truth Is Whether We See Them Or Not The Sun And Moon Are Still There, And Always There Is Light.

We Come From The Mentality, That Rarely Sees The Horror In Symmetry Or The Beauty In Non-conformity

But We Are More Than Genteel Or Civilized/ We Are An Idea In The Process Of Being Realized.