What is life when the wind blows, circles around my body, life feels light, my hair feels free, my head feels spacious, my mind feels afloat.
Flying is a wondrous thing when you let your mind go out of this world and forget about the everlasting effects of sadness and evil.
When you remember that beyond this world is an amazing place called the imagination. It makes me hold on to hope and excitement even in my darkest moments.
The wind blows in all directions and doesn’t show me the way. It makes me blind it makes me invisible it makes me alone.
This is mumbles from my subconscious mind. The mind behind the mind. Thoughts that interrelate with the outside, but are deep within, that I alone can explore.