I want to change the world. That is the first, and most important, aspect you should understand about me. 

The second, is that I believe words have the potency and raw, unbridled power to change the world. Aldous Huxley, a favorite author of mine, once said “Words can be like x-rays, if you use them properly- they’ll go through anything.”

So, as you can most likely deduct, I plan to change the world with my words.

Lately, I have decided that our world is obsessed with successful specifics. We chase after successful marriages, successful careers, and even successful children. We devote our entire lives to these specifics, instead of a successful existence. For some, a successful marriage is their successful existence- for others, it’s dedicating their life to a cause. Whatever it may be we, as human beings, have no right to dictate somebody else’s successful existence.

As for mine? I see a successful existence in climbing mountains to sing at eye level with the sunrise. I see a successful existence in the stories I tell, and the words I love. I see a successful existence in being everywhere and no where at the same time. I see a successful existence in telling my grandchildren, if ever I have any, about the different poems I pinned onto trees in every foreign city I called home- even if only for day. I see a successful existence in purely that- existing successfully.

I have been called a dreamer, but I would rather dream then sleep my life away in a small town, where the entirety of my world goes no farther than the highway.

“Maybe there is a beast… maybe it's only us.” - William Golding

“Why, what the matter, That you have such February face, so full of frost, of storm, of cloudiness?” -William Shakespeare

“Life is too slippery for books, Clarice.” - Thomas Harris

“And I myself am one massive, soundless scream above the thousand thousand buried here.” - Yevgeny Yevtushenko

“Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.” - Edgar Allen Poe
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@JuneValentine It has been cleverly conditioned out of us. 
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