Effort Is The Siamese Twin Of Success

I Was Never Meant To Be This Thing.

My Heart Is A Protest That I Let Rally Against My Ribs.

Scrape The Grey Sky Clean. Realize Every Grey Cloud Is A Smoke Screen To Blind Us From The Truth, And The Truth Is Whether We See Them Or Not The Sun And Moon Are Still There, And Always There Is Light.

Scrape The Grey Sky Clean, Realize That Every Dark Cloud Is A Smokescreen Meant To Blind Us From The Truth

Someone Once Told Me That The Finer Points Of Devotion Are About The Size Of A Pinhole, And There Are Millions Of Them. And If You Could Connect Each Dot, Then You’ve Got A Diagram Of What You Think You Thought You Knew, And If You’re Willing To Admit That You Know Nothing…you Have The Blueprint For A Breakthrough.