Excitatory signals fizzes out to satisfactory aftertaste once madness finds motivation and passion to let it go, I fly kites as a pacifist, the wind compassed it to encompass constant effortless field of featherweights, I believe I'm from the feather that flocks with superhumans that possess such birds eye view while my critics eat crow, I am so-so fly, on this so called surface where most just watch the clouds go by and never go above and beyond, they **** and dunk while I shoot for the stars, a shooting star I can be- beyond the court where we appeal but let the dome govern our range, I'm such a gamechanger.