Natural expression free willed so beautiful and hope filled.
Seeking outlets for electricity and a bucket for creative droplets.
Before they become an ocean, and I drown in this salty sea grave.
Forces of nature sweep through the vicinity, leveling the landscape.
The inception of this thought soon becomes a hurricane.
Category four waterspout tropic storm hails down phyrerain.
Original concepts crash down on your mind like avalanches.
Lack of understanding crushes your roof and breaks all your branches.
Just a student philosopher, my ideas are not stone tablet law.
This aint no prophecy.
Just a message, some knowledge, and a little self expression