I am an open book, with empty pages for the universe.


Fill me with your story, free me from your preconceive phrases.



I no longer want to see with their eyes and believe in their fables.


Don't want to live by their rights and their wrongs. 


I am the receptor, you are my muse.


Why does man keep their beliefs so desolate?


Are our brains that small, are our imaginations so limited?


My eyes are now open but am still far from awake.