It goes something like this:

Late at night, when things are at their most quiet, I feel a whisper walking through my sleep, asking questions within my soul, approaching me with utter silence and consuming it with fear.

I awaken in a faded colored world, leading an inexpensive life. It’s not what I want to have but it’s also not what I want to let go of.

How does one let go of all things that are bounded to one’s creation and escape the lives of so many in order to find life on another path of discovery?

Is it just that simple?

Or is it all an insightful illusion managed by your higher minded self?

Ability to have strength is one way, for sure, but the strength to have the ability in all things imaginable is what I crave to have, but there is no way to cross that view, it’s on the other side of where I am, almost unrecognizable and clouded by thick white fog of misconceived perfection.

Freedom, peace, spiritualism, journey, wisdom, hope, faith and love - are things people are searching for, but within the deepest part of my being, I search for something deeper in depth and reason.

I want to believe in more things that seem to be impossible, I want to see everything that is beyond the distance. I want to be braver than the hero. I want to reach further than just as possible. I want to feel more undiscovered, misdiagnosed emotions... I want to be really alive in all ways possible.

If this makes me sound more crazy than ever before, then I'm proud, because I love the line that separates me from blindness.