I believe, be, breath, just be breath and stop. I believe I am who I am for a reason, I believe I have achieved in my mind what I need to see this. To be this, to feel, this, my heart on autopilot reaching and singing and teaching and finding the wisdom within, to feel the need to be on the outside looking in, the beauty of solitude is the fortitude of freedom. The desire to just be there, enjoy how they see and care, yet the truth is that where I find myself is not a comfort  zone, and nobody can tell me to break it, time proves again, that feeling the deepening within is more amazing than a memory, even when contrasted by the beautiful moments of the past. I find myself flowing into the river of wild thought, of inexperienced internal truths and emotions that soar with pure visions. Imagination is not my trick it is my canvas, It can lead me through to the place I belong, the feelings of pain are perfect, something that casts a shadow to reinforce the eternal vision our souls have, which drive on their way towards purity, the basis for happiness, in the face of that pain, to be near to others who have been encased in such frames, we seek symbolic insight, letting the outside influence our placement of these insights to play on our very desires, yet below those desires, is what the part of us most can’t touch, those are the true desires, where our soul needs to travel using our physical beings to bring forth these realizations through empathy and intuition and eventually realization. It’s the reason for connections hidden that grasp us and don’t let go, obsession is the masked answer, unaware is depression mastering our perception, there’s reality, then there is spirituality, a gateway to that which is above us, the casted lines in our lives, the connections in mine all have a place, all have a purpose for me as well as them, all lines intersecting, vibrating forever, those that resonate back to us have a meaning we can’t explain, unless a focus on why is not needed but rather the focus on feelings, the draw to why, yet a conclusion is deeper than with most, why do we not need the tools others use to relax our bodies, why do we not need the interaction as much to look at how we react to the world ourselves, it’s just experience and value soaked up into our interest in discovering, them. The people who don’t have or can’t take the time to sit and see this, this alternate world sitting above our hearts and minds, the connection past the visions, all that we are taught to ignore.

I see it, I believe in it, I believe in; spirits and an eternal force, sprung forth several deep canals that have lasted throughout time, even become tools of the reality of others to claim a small piece of spiritual property, though they are innocently blinded to what they can’t understand, certain religions open different types of paths, those who follow them naturally fall in line, some can’t grasp past their own walls to see the paths they need.

I believe in man and woman, good and evil, the soul of our minds and the soul of the universe,