A place where the women are not painted, where the men refuse to aggress, and the people hold dear the emotions of others.

A place where hatred is eradicated by knowledge, where ignorance is diminished by travel, and education by experience is held equal to it’s institutional foe.

A place where passion takes precedence, where memories measure success, and no dreams are laid waist by failure.

A place where sexual advantages are not taken, where tears are not shed over misunderstandings, and love is not synonymous with ownership.

A place where confidence and arrogance are never mistaken, where thirst for knowledge is more valuable than skill, and it is understood you can become anything you choose.

A place where inward thoughts are outwardly expressed, where offense is pondered but not taken, and gossip ceases to exist.

A place where religion may be understood but not believed, where a stranger illuminated by moonlight is an awaiting friend, and heavy burdens are carried by anyone who will lend an ear.

A place where friends become lovers, past lovers stay friends, and saying goodbye only means you can look forward to another hello.

A place where age is only a variable of wisdom, where honesty is the foundation of all relationships, and lies are murder.

A place that already exists…

Because I made it exist.