Change...
Omnipresent. Yes, again, change. Various and varied. What it says? "Go...Go..." It's a quiet chant, whispering. A small voice. It's in the wind. Can you hear it? Can you smell it? It's always there, so it's understandable if you overlook it. But it's there, as always.
My appearance is differed now. My locks have been donated for love, and I hope they are used to their fullest. If you want a picture, try my Facebook. If you can't use that, IM me. Or call me. Or visit me. I need to see people before change affirms itself.
"Change...Change..."
If you looked outside tonight, the lightning was everywhere. From my vantage, the sky was on fire. Brightness. All the shapes of clouds and trees, outlined in momentary uniformity. Like inverted moments of blindness, they were motion pictures from God's camera.
I can only help but embrace the eye of infinity from here on out. If you can't keep up, I'm sorry.
"Go...Go...Change...Change..."
My appearance is differed now. My locks have been donated for love, and I hope they are used to their fullest. If you want a picture, try my Facebook. If you can't use that, IM me. Or call me. Or visit me. I need to see people before change affirms itself.
"Change...Change..."
If you looked outside tonight, the lightning was everywhere. From my vantage, the sky was on fire. Brightness. All the shapes of clouds and trees, outlined in momentary uniformity. Like inverted moments of blindness, they were motion pictures from God's camera.
I can only help but embrace the eye of infinity from here on out. If you can't keep up, I'm sorry.
"Go...Go...Change...Change..."