If we dream of creating, objects tesselating, shapes showing cracks, through which we see what reality lacks, we grow a desire, to recognize what we do admire, to throw our lives around start a new, build up from the ground,
but then we come to sense, agree to make amends, we jot down with a painful gesture we can only fail to lift the vesture of our one true love.
We are in debt with ourselves, because we know too little about someone we see too much.
Notice how you shift perception, master shifting, experience perplexion.
Now try to decide which one you prefer, not that easy, right? Now prepare for being laughed at.