despitewaking

imagine the ending of The Neverending Story if Bastian scoffed at the child-like empress and all that was left of her world turned on his heel and took back her new name as he left and blamed her for letting him down and weeks later called her up and wanted her to reassure him that everything was going to be okay for him the gmork is never once mentioned eventually she makes her own wish

Perhaps my ducks don't belong in a row or confined to a linear spectrum. A momentary lapse in equipoise and you find them diving with sea horses or waddling whichever direction. Perhaps my ducks don't belong in a row or a column, grid, or cubicle, so what an absurdity to collect 'em. A momentary lapse in equipoise when their quacking drowns out that inner voice makes me wish that you wouldn't upset 'em. Perhaps my ducks don't belong in a row- what an ecology that would be though- bristling with military decorum. A momentary lapse in equipoise as if it's unnatural to suppose that the better of power is freedom. Perhaps my ducks don't belo

Let me keep an open mind; Let me stay in tune with my body; Let me live bright, happy, and kind. Let me realize my purpose in life, my place in this world, and a growing positive change in myself and all around me. Let me look, listen, and live in wonder. Let me dance and sing, sleep and dream, balance and breathe. So be it