Dang life is so full of chaos. Why is it that you can never have something when you want it, but yet when you don't want it you can have it... oh the bitter irony of these lives we dream in eh? Look at us, this dream has become so tender to what is reality. Yet we forget that it's all just a simple passing dream, so we forget we have control of what we do. This isn't a presset destination; this isn't a ride you've been stuck on. This is a life that waits for dreams to hold form and take power over the untainted. Dear goodness I hope that one day people will stop letting the world use them, but rather use the world. We were created to take dominian over the earth, not the other way around. I'm sorry, but things are so backward in this walk of time. It's like the carousel started grinding it's gears the wrong way again. Oh for goodness sake, would someone play me thine bitter sweet symphony one last time before time itself finds it's swift end with me. Someone take the time to find the truth in such a melody. Someone dare to wake up the earth before it eats us alive in it's slumber!
May peace fill the earth, but may we first take hold of the dream, and create it our own. We've made it this way, so we can make it better... may there always be hope.