i stand on no pedestal, and i sit in no throne. i.e i just as any other carry opinions on right, wrong, good and bad. but i seem to be burdened by the constant mindless matter that infects so many of you. i couldn't find myself distinguished as of yet, and maybe i never will. as i will not be one to say i'm the most original. though when i close my eyes to see our world, i don't picture devastation, destruction and demise. i feel the world dancing, see the clouds growing , smell the sea waiting ,hear the trees whisper, i taste the sun kissing.
Loyalty to a petrified opinion never yet broke a chain or freed a human soul.