Timber, Packages, and Tutu oh my!
Dance in a tutu with open arms.
For I shall be there, you will not be alone.
A single moment lost in pure ecstasy.
Thoughts reflecting upon a shattered mind.
Glory inspired fates ravage us.
Yesterday, today, and tomorrow.

Looking back at a time of seeming joy what is there to look forward to when we have the tutu, packages and great timber? Fragmenting with glorious words, words reflecting upon our shattered mind. Something lost and left behind. A piece of our soul, lost in time. Wrapped up in a moment, something we can never find. Chancing the foundation of our very lives, the moments that live forever with us and make us who we are. For the better or worse, it remains to either haunt us or remind us of all that is to live for in this life. Time changes, things left behind. Time goes on, where one must look forward. Moving forward in our dreams, venturing into the past with memories. The present does not exist, a mere provocation of one’s own perception upon a flawed sense. What we do is the past at any second is either in the future or the past. Now cannot exist, only to be reflected upon in our memory, or looked forward to in our dreams and fantasies. We mortal beings live in the past and have dreams of things not yet come to pass. It’s not our fault, it merely has served it’s purpose.

Just forget what we cannot change, and focus on what we can do. Remember we have the power. We must harness the power of the tutu for our and humanity’s benefit. We must bring together everyone into a peaceful ecstasy. Where we share the timber and packages freely. With a tutu in hand, we can, we will, we must change the world. Stand hand in hand you glorious people. Let’s dance to a symphony all in our mind. Let us sing glorious songs praising the beautiful tutu. Let not what others do to deter our way and bring the beautiful tutu to them as well. They can only be enimies in their own heart if we deny them battle. Then we can show them another way, a way to love the tutu like us. Share the timber, share the packages, and above all else, let’s share the tutu.

Viva le TIMBER!