Ramblings of the Soul (✅)

Realm Of The Ignored

Loneliness is the most subconscious lie.
The truth, right under your very eye.
You cannot always see, but he is there waiting to be free.

You see, in a world where imagination is painted as a negative, covered up by pill after pill of medicine, we fail to see the truth.

Do you ever wonder why children, the holders of innocence, are able to see the dead or the monsters under the bed?

Imagination is the name of the truth, and far beyond the taker of tooth.
Why do we lie to the holders of innocence?
Why is tradition so important?
Is it really just fairytales...?

Bad stories come from somewhere.

Imagination is the key for seeing past the tree.
The tree distracts and retracts the truth from before our very eyes.

Remember, that good and evil are two different sides of a coin, but a coin is a single object, no?
A single object part of a single concept.
A single concept part of a single comment.
A comment about Santa.
A comment about the Easter Bunny.
A comment about friends that aren't really there.
A comment about the witch of Blair.
All who are not really there?

That brings us back to the start of our figurative tale.

If tradition and imagination are so important for innocence, why is it suddenly so wrong as days go on?

The truth you seek is hidden, and most certainly forbidden,
But do not fret,
Humanity will pay its debt.

The easily forgotten will not soon forget.