this is all it is

I'm free to decide. If words are spelled upside down. If words are said in the first case. If it's purple instead of gray. If....I'm just free. Like a photo composition.

...is when Horizon is one with Consciousness
...is when the Eye ceases to be Perspective
...is when the Body and the City transgress experience
...is when Dreams are no longer prisoner to Human Hopes
...is when we ebb and flow like a stream in the wilderness clashing against reason, faith and reality, eventually overcoming, ebbing onwards as Souls must

[There is always a horizon beyond the City where no streets or alleys roam, where no window sees. We all have the Vision, we know the words. We all hope to get there]