Wish.The slumber I take may steal me from this land.The slumber I take may bring desperate clarity.Or maybe I shall wake to find you waiting for me.All of this time spent has yielded no answers.I wonder how anything works in that realm.Such a waste.So if you don't mind, I would like the company..Just for tonight.
Pursuit.This will last.With another instance of self-analysis coming to a close, my eyes are now more frantic open than they have been closed.All this pain. So much sorrow.What produces such misery?I could reflect on the fact that I continue to show blindness to my environment, but now is not the time.These most pressing concerns simply can not be ignored.But through what acts and procedures can negativity be erased?It would have to be a number of ways, for each issue is unique.There is so little time.You, who is hurting.I implore you, do not relent.Your story will, in time, reach its glorious conclusion.Whether it be predestined, chance, or another explanation.You deserve to be happy.You deserve to be content.At some time, you will only be encompassed by love and joy.For no one can take away that which is locked away in someone's heart.
Unity.All stand still. All stand tall. All open their mouths. All shout aloud.Continuous debates and disputes across the land. Some petty and others monumental. The first shall fall as the second gains new height. Others shall remain in perpetual stalemate. But there are few who silence themselves just long enough for understanding to settle in and both parties shall rise. Alas, those players shall once again meet opposition in the near or far future.What if. If only. Maybe if.Say we all muffled our ear-splitting noise and opened our long ago sealed eyes; we would behold that, those whom we suspected as perilous enemies, were truly valuable allies.What then?Where to from there?Why not join together, hand in hand, and unleash an ultimate sound collectively that could pierce through the ominous clouds and allow us all passage to soar to the sky?A pleasant dream for a boy who possessed inconceivable contemplation and a baneful imagination.