Solemn stories aren’t novel creations.
They are but a drop in an ocean of experiences – rife with pain and heartache…
Exposed by the laws of its climate.
Weathered by the honesty of reality.
Take a somber account of the dream
Or expand into a reality that is virtual.
Embedded in that vision lies a feather in the storm.
Untouched, unmoved and unshaken by the ferocious crowd.
Sitting in that stillness, and a reminder of the yin and yang.
Pleasant in its nature, yet chaotic in essence.
Realistic and artistic while optimistic and steady.
Rise into that epoch, toss the rocks amidst the waves.
See the ripples emanate… eye the dream within that stream.
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