A man, made of metal;
He seeks the capacity to love
on a selfless journey with others.

A doll brought to life from cloth, straw, and unknown magic;
He seeks the knowledge and science of his very own existence.

A lion, fighting a struggle against a wild and wonderfully wicked world;
Searching for the bravery within himself to fight alongside others.

A girl, running away from
and to a familiar place.
One that she'd loved to hate.

And a therapist;
Trying to understand and put back the pieces of this broken person.

Take another step.
Did you notice that you are now worlds away?
Away from a surface world of clicks,
of trending, of Emoji?
Just under that layer, you begin to notice the absurdity of it; a shocking perspective.
But even more frightening still, you have entered into a world far from superficial where every word and deed matters; an agenda world created by an endless stream of impulsive and infinite hands, tugging on the strings of everything in this world.
Where anything goes, in a race to Become the powers that be.
Take heart.
Much, much deeper down, is an even more darker and deeper world; the darkest and deepest world we know.
It is dark, lonely, and mercilessly ignored by everything upward and above.
It is suppressed, shamed, neglected and abused.
You. You.
In the world of your mind, your soul,
your purpose;
It exists for the reasons it is so spitefully ignored.
The entirety of your being is the strongest thing we know of.
Our Humor.
Our Will.
Our Love.
From that bottommost dwelling that refuses acknowledgement from the rawness of our primal urges and instincts; the core of what we truly are, can only be a humble and meager intention, against that devoid and meaningless surface world.
You. You.
Shine with the strongest and brightest light that only you with perspective can see.
They fear us, as our light will shine and catch on among all of us together like wildfire.
They will try to build up their worlds, and bring theme down on you hard, like endless calamity.
But you must remember this:
Keep shining your unique light forward onto the path that you walk,
People may follow,
Or even become illuminated and enlightened,
Enough to radiate onward onto paths of their own.

Look.
In her eyes, you can see a deep pool.
Something. Deep, bottomless, but not abysmal (terrible word).
Spacious, where you can be lost within;
Yet drawn in deeper.

Ah,
But look again at the surface of her eyes,
(Coming closer and closer),
Reflecting the look of awe within your own.
Feel the fear of your own trepidation,
(Is there even truly a word for that feeling?),
As you draw in together.
(Coming closer and closer)

A curl of brown slides down over her face.
A momentary distraction (momentarily reprieved); the world in the moment,
Moving even slower.

That lock of hair, beautifully demure;
Had shifted my focus, just for a moment.
I return my gaze to the window of her soul,
While I reach up to brush it back behind her ear.
My touch, causes her eyes to blink;
A flash of lashes that briefly feign the ignorance of what lies beneath them.

Moving even slower still,
(Coming closer and closer),
Her eyes are revealed with all the grave of an opening act; purely, art on an increasingly grander scale.
Slowly looking up at me.

My hands trembling slightly, insist
(Casually),
That I may move with all the magnitude of my heart.
(Casually)
So intense now, as I draw a breath;
She feels it. Intensely.

(Choose. Left or Right)
I lean in,
pulled as a force by an irresistible object.
(To the right)
My lips part with trembling bravery
And move in,
To a meeting of meaningful joy.

I feel the sharp intake of her breath
Rush past her teeth,
as her nose moves to brush against mine.
(So close now)
Her lip quivers as we meet,
And now
(Before/During/After)
I am lost within Her.

Looking on towards the struggle,
She smiles with knowing eyes.
Her voice is a calm fierceness,
Holding others at bay by her call;
Who could stand with that fearfulness?
Her arms display the might of her judgement;
Wielding a weapon, sharpened of mind and pointed knowing.
Her commanding presence is known by those who would heed the call of her battlement, by the who would heed the moment armed in their own courage;

Behold, the Goddess of Victory!

Within the mind;
Light and Darkness,
Swirl and intertwine endlessly
In chaotic conflict.
The purging of the Darkness, can never purely enlighten the shadows within.
Yet, within; the Darkness can never overshadow the brilliance of the Light.

Stare then, the Darkness within you;
Defiantly into the light.
But don't ever forget to control the Darkness within you,
Even in awe of the light around you which,
Defiantly draws you;
Within.

If I wanted to describe you,
I would need to learn
To write in numbers

For there are only
Twenty-six
Letters in the alphabet
But an
Infinity
Of numbers

And I would need every one of them,
Just to describe you