My mind burning with questions, logical and creative sides merging for just enough time for curiosity’s spark to enlighten me to a clue, enough hope to rekindle our search to find the words to speak, more than a book full of words not worthy of the paper on which it has been printed, screaming of the irony of the corruption involved in it’s hope with strings. This was always my dream, a journey towards a way to change the world, I’ll start right where I was called to by whatever forces in my camaraderie still remain after the battles I and others in this world have waged on our minds. We will regroup, restructure, rebuild, and choose a life of peace rather than war, empowered by love rather than fear of ourselves, others, and our ability to make changes in this corrupt world deceived by tyranny and greed by those of us unable to let go of their anger, hate, and blindness toward the reckless destruction of our world, ourselves, and the caged reality we all share. We must choose to fight for a future of life, progress, and peace devastated by ignorance and fear whispering in our dreams while we dance so close to the edge, lingering ever longer for change til we are carried away, bidding goodnight to this world and the insanity of creation. The rivers of chaos ebb and flow, time is but sand, forever shifting, our minds battling for peace between order and chaos with love we create from the ashes of our scattered universe within. I see the wilderness within my mind, and I am lost, but I follow the voice within me to rise from my refuge, to bring peace to my watchful, weary mind for awhile, in the world of those I love.