Author S. K. Nicholas

All the lonely lovers carving their hopes and dreams into a world that doesn’t care. All the losers and freaks, quietly creating, driven by the will to shape the hearts and minds of anyone who’ll listen. Possessed by the fear of oblivion, they do what they do because there’s nothing else. Can’t shape the future with silence. Can’t leave footsteps without pain and devotion. Destroy the dust. Break apart the virtues of modern living, and carve your soul into the world. Do it for love; do it for reasons unclear. Be compelled to do whatever it takes to reach out to all those wishing to be found. Ask questions that have no answers. Live for something worthwhile and breathe in the poetry of your actions. Stand firm for all that burns behind your eyes. Be something more. Shine bright in the darkness. Don’t look for a lighthouse in the storm, be one yourself. All of this is happening right now. It’s bubbling away even when you’re not looking. This is a vision, clear and intense. It’s a way of being, as different from theirs as moonlight is to sunlight. So many yesterdays that could be mourned. So many mistakes that could bring you down. But what’s done is done. Don’t let the past reduce you. Let it drive you forwards. Let your origins be a catalyst. History a monument to the day you finally opened up. The day when you gave yourself to the splendours of all that lies beyond. The language of the conscious universe. The passing of billions of years that gave us this one opportunity. From black holes to merging galaxies so far away their light has yet to reach us. The deadlights have been waiting. History has been here forever, and it deserves something more. It deserves all that we can give. Every ounce of faith. Every heartbeat focused on the birth of thought. On the love between two flames. One day, we’ll be dead and gone. No chance for regrets. No going back. So sway with the trees, and speak a truth that knows no defeat.