Monday, May 11, 2009

cause I fixed my bike

There's something inside our heads that unwind and lay limp.

That allows us to control our hands enough to reach into our mouths, past our guts, and grip onto the red spool within our chests.

To bring it out past our teeth and throw it into the stars.

This action, in turn, leads to freedom within the neuron firings in between thoughts and

let's not forget, toothy smiles.

Once our hearts are unraveled into the greatness (even if only for a second) within that period of time, that beating organ will be, literally and metaphorically, everywhere, at which point

all things will change.

Your eyelids will lift a little higher, revealing the fact that change, obviously, breeds fear. But, more importantly,

It forces the rarely viewed world of truth.