Transgressions and transformations.
Reincarnations of tattered souls.
Remember what dreams are composed of,
Remember we are only fools.
If we don't accept changes,
And live strictly off of hypotheses,
The only change we could undergo,
Is end of friendships and new enemies.
You see our mind has a mind of it's own,
And within it is our functions,
And we control our functions,
So change is all part of that motion.
Openness is a saint.
We cannot conduct energy,
Unless we accept all transgressions,
And become the transformer for the enemy.
Everyone is the enemy,
And we are all due for new formation,
So please don't be scared,
when the lights touch down in new motions.
Keep the car running.
Keep the engines purr,
To be heard from a distance.
To be heard.
© 2011 the still air