Friday, December 8, 2017


Breaking new ground or invading the skies?
Destroying the earth or constructing new pathways?

Perspective changes everything.

We get caught up in the way we think. 
"It is the only way."
"It is the right way."

What if there was something else at play? 
What if it was completely upside down? 
what if it was actually two in the same?
What if the path only went straight?

'Perspective' is relative.

Left and right.
Day and night.
Black and white.
Wrong and right.

Turn it around.
Turn it upside down.
A smile turns to a frown.
But has anything really changed? 

A man works the night shift while he sleeps in the light. 
A right-hand turn is left to be decided by the oncoming.
An answer is correct if the question is changed.
Chess is won with strategy, not colour.

Are these not all perspectives?
Are these not all words?
Or are these only just thoughts?

We are all similar, but 'similar' does not mean the same.
We are all different, but 'different' does not mean distant.

We look different.
We think different.
We are different.

But are we not all just humans?

Friday, August 28, 2015

.Forest, The

Yes, we're unique, but this isn't our story.

Like the trees in a forest, each one of us stands on its own. Each one of us is rooted in the good soil. Some of us grow to be tall, some wide, some short, some small. Each one, unique and standing on its own.

Yet each one of us, especially in this generation, think that we are that special one, the one whom the whole world revolves around. 

"I don't understand why it isn't working out for me."

"I don't belong here."

"I was meant for something more than this!"

Sometimes I'd rather be dead than this growing pain.

"Why can't I just be like that right now?"

We are different, we are all unique. We all have a special gift, a special talent, a special story, don't we?

Yes, we're unique, and each one of us, all say the same thing. "I am special, I am different, but I don't know how I separate from all these other trees."

Each one of us stands by ourselves, a spruce, a pine, a birch, an oak. Different, yet the same.

Yes, we're all unique, but this isn't our story. 

In fact, take a step back, and see the forest. Take a step back, and see the big picture. Take a step back, this isn't our story.

This isn't our story, but it is beautiful. It is beautiful indeed.