"Realms of reality" Your world won't change for the better Stop believing that The best is yet to come And you will swim You will float And your light will shine Everything will turn out fine No! Accept the irrefutable truth for what it is: You won't live a full life You won't find joy You won't dance under the stars You definitely can't take matters into your own hands You can't just rewrite your story on a blank piece of paper You will be infinitely trapped In your darkest time Why believe someone who says: Trust the process! Please fill the space in your doubtful, wondering mind With the realms of reality (Now read this upside-down)

The dark night of dissolution has come But we’ve already lived through it many times All the world is a frenzy But this is just our routine by now We no longer fear the chaos Of confusion and blame and vindication We would almost laugh Were it not so destructive and world-ending At this point, it just seems foolish To indulge into the drama As if it were somehow special And not just another apocalypse On another day of the week One of perhaps two or three planned for today

The Phoenix loves the break of day It loves the light, the promise gay The morning dew that lightly dances While rays perform their golden glance Embracing all that come what may A morning brief that gently stays In promises, joyfully played Whispers: ready to take a chance The Phoenix loves the break of day With warm March and freezing May Conflicting hopes on full display Through midday and night's romance Rising beyond every chance The Phoenix loves the break of day

Tree branches crack the sky into new infinities And the Sun will burn for another 5 billion years Take the high road once again Live in the light amongst the cosmos’ splendour You were born for more than the material world Throw it away! Cling not to these physical things Your youthful skin will wrinkle and wither with years You won’t have a cent to your name in the next life Even knowledge will fail you upon your death Your sins and virtues will speak for you And you’ll look at this time, gone from your grasp, with wonder How could you have taken this for granted? These opportunities The simple bliss of creation To love and be loved is surely enough But fail not to act while you can You can have anything you desire With consistency and sacrifice

Fog hovers over dark water Caressing the undisturbed silence. Staring, penetrating past the whisps of white Into the blackness I can see the depths to the bottom Not an ounce of sediment stirs. The pond is rich in stillness Such that no fickle inkling of thought Could levy itself against this completeness.