The hand of man reaches across great a distance, to guide you; or to control you like a puppeteer? Will you follow, or will you write your own story? When blinded many forget the choices they have. I will not be a sheep, herded to where I am destined. I will search for myself to find where I belong, will you? Down with the barriers as we go, breaking the ice, breaking the stone, or whatever wall they build. Nothing can stop you from your happiness. The tides will be against you, they are against us all but we are not alone, we are in the company of spirits, who all feel the same, one great like minded force. Normality is overrated, we have the choice, we can make our own destiny.
Discover the Brilliance
January 9, 2012