Web of Rhymes

Life is complex. A multitude of perceptions and possibilities yet, so it seems, that the circle of life is but a dream. We often come to find ourselves choosing one or another by using our memory of reflections that were recorded during a burning collision. We rarely question acceptance much like a wondering soul that's searching for a timeless love. Never the less seeking the perspective of the flying powers preaching about a violent peace. Honestly believing our reality should be focused around that day when our faith is turned to our earth and we break free from the generational bliss of letting someone else fix it for us.