• The whole world is drawn in a light by someone
    yet no one knows who that someone is
    if that someone even exists.
    I think of things we’ll someday know
    or think they know to the extent that others believe.
    Sorta like religion but not on such a wide scale
    it’s hard to know when to trust and when to turn
    to believe and when to see the reality.
    Most think it’s just white and black
    like an old TV
    but if so… why the many colors?
    We think technology rules our world
    that is true
    to the extent.
    I know many who go without all the things we have
    but hey one day it'll be their day.
    I wonder where the future will lead
    weather it’s a path of good
    or a path to utter destruction.
    In the end it all ends the same way
    sorta like a fairytale story…

    Life is like a book.
    The beginning, written for us…
    The middle, helped by others…
    and the end we write ourselves.