?

So I'll ask you...

How did you look at the world today?

visions

Dark Beginnings lead to
dark ends - but I've
always had more fun in
the dark. It where
we met after all and
wasn't it just grand
all the things we got
to see when we
closed our eyes and felt
things in the way
they were meant to be
beacause we understood why they were made...

What becomes

So I think about the dreams I write.
I write about the dreams I think.
And then I paint them in muted shades
of gray
on a
borrowed canvas.

the boy named crow

When I found you I thought you were resting
When I got closer I saw that you weren't
When I picked you up I held my breath
When I held you I cried
When I opened my eyes I saw your soul fly
When I closed my eyes you were still gone

with me

Close your eyes and take my hand.
Let me take you to places that have
only been seen by my mindseye.

with you

There are so many places hidden away that we never get to see.
Places that we pass everyday, yet never take the time to notice.
I want to notice those places


with you

close my eyes

and fall

fall

into you

I dont think i'll ever stop being amazed by the rubbish that we speak

so i'll ask you again... how did you look at the world today?

Everything we see hides another thing, we always want to see what is hidden by what we see. - Rene Magritte

the words are right there staring you in the face

I have nothing to say except what is said in this picture.

That is all.

I'll meet you on the moon.

So...


how did you look at the world today?

YOU

Once upon a time there was a boy who longed to be seen for who he really was instead of who the world wanted him, expected him to be. He was so tired of being the person to fulfill the needs of others while he was left wanting... so he decided to say goodbye to this world and set off into the unknown wilderness.

Where he met you!

How do you see things?

Cracked paint?

or a hidden beauty of the world waiting to be noticed before it gets painted over?

How did you look at the world today...?

A prayer

And shepards we shall be
For thee, my lord, for thee.
Power hath descended forth from thy hand
Our feet may swiftly carry out thy commands.
So we shall flow a river forth to thee
And teeming with souls it shall ever be.
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti

I dont want to take it anymore, I want to break free, I want to strike out at you and everyone, but instead i'll clench my fist and hold it deep inside.

and wait

just wait