what world will know your name?

i
wish
you
could
see
what
i
see
.

"i mean, at this rate, what world is going to know your name?
suppressing all emotions, desires, dreams, hopes, opportunity with smoke?
i want this weight off my shoulder, all this synchronization i feel with all of you, every single mind; sometimes i can't decipher if i'm connected, or trapped.

i want you all to have an epiphany, i want you all to see what i can see.
because i see, how the more steps you take, the more you sink- until you're all up to your necks in mud, and then what? i mean, what then?
where else can your next step lead but further into the mud?

i'm scared. i'm afraid.
and i want you all to know, i love you so much- but i won't be held back, and if it's at all possible, i wish you could all take a step out of your heads, and look upon yourself in a different view.

is this really how you wanted to be? what you wanted to be?

grant once picked up a pipe and said; "whats this?" and we said nothing, dont touch it. do you think it's pretty? and he said; "no, it looks gross."
doesn't that tell you anything? at all?
doesn't that speak a bit of truth?"


don't look now, seems downhills way up there.