Together we go, you and I,
Together we must get by.
Together we live without fear,
Together we hold the little things dear.
Together our world becomes small,
Together, that is all.
I believe in faith, or using beliefs to guide one's life.
I believe in the individual, but also in the individual's responsibilities to the community.
I believe in evolution, but also believe in the divine creation of time - this is my belief.
I do not believe in absolutes.
I believe that no one is right and no one is wrong.
I believe in the awesome power of the human mind.
I believe in the resilience of the human body.
I believe that words, by themselves, are insignificant;
But when supported by our viewpoints they can elevate to magnificence, or sink to the lowest depths of despair.
I believe in the magic of a single instance in time - ever present, yet never captured.
I may not believe in your beliefs,
But I believe in your right to have them.
I believe in a fully connected physical world - we are but collections of atomic and sub-atomic particles floating in a sea of other particles;
Where we end and others begin disappears the deeper we go.
I believe that morality, however ill-defined and impossibly elusive it is, will shape our future existence.
I believe in the idea of me.
I like oranges, how about you?
If you like oranges, then I like you.
They are so good, you can't help but like them.
I know you will, if you try them.
If you don't like oranges as much as I do,
Then I must say that there is something wrong with you.
I don't like plums, how about you?
If you don't like plums, then I like you.
They are a bit distasteful, and looks shady to me.
If you take a quick try, you will also see.
Don't tell me you like plums, because if you do,
I really can't help but not like you.
I hate avocados, how about you?
If you hate avocados, then I like you.
They are the worst of the bunch - no good at all.
I'm sure you will agree that they make your skin crawl.
If you don't hate avocados - unlikely as is seems,
Then you must be crazy - and not just in your dreams.
If you like avocados - I don't quite see how that could be true,
Then, without question, I do hate you.
It was a Tuesday, and I was feeling blue.
My mind was littered with nothing new.
My bowl was half filled with cabbage stew.
That day I wore clothes of the dullest hue.
Only four beige walls were in view.
I was surrounded by books all shut with crazy glue.
There was really very little that I could do.
I was trapped in a box, that's what I knew.
Choose to gain knowledge.
Choose to love those that love you.
Choose to be free of hate.
Choose to be happy.
Choose to be good.
When it all feels so desperate,
And I am stuck where I stand.
I turn to those around me for strength.
When I've tapped out all my internal fuel,
And I can no longer go.
I seek out that which is more than me.
When I no longer have the answers,
And I am puzzled by the simplest of riddles.
I query the infinite wisdom of the collective all.
Find the light!
My path has no beginning, and it has no end.
It is governed by nothing, and shaped by everything.
I do not control it, yet I am comforted by it.
My path is not your path, and your path is not mine.
Our paths may cross, if only for a moment.
At these crossroads is where understanding lives.
My path cannot be defined, analyzed, graphed or measured.
Any attempt to do so is a complete waste of time.
It is what it will be and not what it was.
My path is ever hungry, with a thirst that cannot be quenched.
But it gives more that it takes.
My path provides no favors, not even to me.
My path is mine, and mine alone.
They were here before.
Those industrious ones.
They tried what they could.
Those aspiring ones.
We witness there attempts.
Our imaginations spur.
We wonder about their objectives.
Our emotions grow.
In the center of it all,
With the obvious context,
There is danger of indifference,
But there is still hope for the imagination.
Hey, hey, what do you say.
Shut up already I can't bear to see.
I'll be back someday.
Till then don't go away.
Shit man, how can this be!
I'm in the middle of a canyon.
I can't see the sun on the horizon.
I want to go swimming, but the water's frozen.
I can't help but think that I've been dozing.
Why is it that I've grown to like the dark?
When is the power going to come back on?
Where did I leave the keys to this room?
How do I pick the lock to get out?
Shut up, shut up, shut up already.
I've got a train to catch outside.
If I don't hurry I'll be left behind.
I've gotta break these chains soon.
What if I said that tomorrow's the day, would you believe me?
Ok, what if I said the day after that, is that something you can see?
Alright already, I get the point.
Just you wait till my train arrives.