A beautiful diversion.

The rawness in the mind trying to configure itself into letters that can hardly fit on any page.

I scribble and type them down because the heart yearns to do something that coincides with the mind.

My heart beats but it beats quiet.

These days, I got honesty flowing through my veins.

These days, I can take a minute probably two, and let my mind wander off to its own safe haven. 

As the mind finds itself,

it finds itself in a state of detachment

slowly losing touch of the so-called society that everyone seems ready to draw their weapons for.

The burning desire to drastically make massive ripples of enlightenment endlessly engulfs me,

but with this weary mind, I can only conjure up a few magic tricks.

To those that these words find, touch, and inspire,

buckle up for a long magic ride. 

Just like Houdini or the Four Horsemen. 

An ultimate twenty first century Bee Gees

with a slight difference in their method of expression.