Heal the World.

We're all part of a system that's part of a bigger system, a synergy of intertwined systems. 

In these systems, our knowledge allows us to perceive within them at differing degrees.

The more knowledge and understanding one has, the clearer and purer their vision becomes. 

Liberty and clarity of vision is the aftermath of knowledge and understanding. 

And so it begins,  

The people's yearning for a different kind of vision, a different kind of internal vision. 

Within Us, 

older wounds seem to coincide with new ones 

They seem to never want to leave. 

Between these margins,

I purge my fantasies, dreams, and nightmares.

I dig up my past only to bury it in the present, 

the present moment.  

I extend my hand between the dark spaces that exist amongst us to reach those deprived of their light. 

When my hand has reached it's limit, 

I put these letters on a bow as the arrow, 

pull the string of imagination, and let the arrow fly to you 

as you wander with wonder.

A glimpse of the daily struggles we face would make the blind's eagerness to see vanish 

each individual with their own unique struggle. 

Take a glimpse. 

Witness, 

witness how they wail for insensitivity.

Anesthesia from needles to their veins and arteries is their own narrow escape. 

This chokehold of fallacy makes the time spent in it a blip. 

Time whiskers away in a fast pace,

 but my mind's eye watches it all go by in a slow motion. 

I seem to recall a time where freedom was an abstract idea

I seem to recall when my scraps of experiences and doses of emotions set me on a new trajectory, 

a trajectory that led back to Me. 

In retrospect, 

everything finds it place. 

Oh My, Oh My

what a wonderful World!.