Day 60 "Ugly Honesty, Beautiful Lies"

Most of the time we try to hide who we really are, we say that we don't, but we know inside our hearts that we do.

For most of us, we have a clear idea of what it would take to make us great, we just don't know how, when, or if we will even try to achieve something great in this lifetime? In many cases we simply lack the knowledge of where exactly to start.

It is this great unknown that leaves us so open to fear, and no one finds fear attractive. So we hide the disappointment, the emotional scars, and the honesty. We hide this ugly honesty and choose show these beautiful lies instead.

We gather strength from the adoration from others, premature adoration from those that believe in our empty words. We fill our cups with a tasteless wine, getting drunk on the possibilities that we dream to pursue one day.

We feel beautiful in the eyes of the ones that believe in our lies. We feel great in the eyes of the ones that take a moment to tell us how brilliant our ideas are, and we lie to ourselves when we tell ourselves that they actually believe us in the first place.

To stare into your own reflection and focus on the imperfections that make you a perfect you...for some that is just too honest isn't it? For some of us the idea of speaking out loud that we are wasting time, wasting life and wasting our dreams, is just too much of a burden to carry alone.

It is fine to look down upon yourself when you don't try to achieve anything but failure and a better skill at running your mouth.

It is expected that a lack of listening to yourself will only be followed by the deafening sounds of your own regret.

We have today and tomorrow is not guaranteed. Every day that we try to hide the thoughts in our minds, the desires in our hearts and the ambition in our souls, is just another day that we have earned restless and negative karma.

I will say it honestly, I will strip it down to the raw truth, and I will show you how I perceive myself.

I am talented, I am honest, and I have depth. I know that I have everything that I need to succeed on my own terms; but I am sentimental and too forgiving to those that have overlooked their gift in knowing me, in their luck in having someone as dedicated as I am to the ones that I care about.

I am fearful and weak as well, and for as great as I know that I can be, I also know that I have been far too complacent and lazy to rise above this current disappointment in myself.

I have eaten procrastination for breakfast and washed it down with bitter regret in doing so.

I have failed myself in so many ways. I can honestly stare in to the mirror and point the finger to the reflection and say “I will try harder”.

I won't say that I will start tomorrow on my journey, or that I will wake up and finally get this right...because I started yesterday.

My life will be all that I said it would, and I will accomplish all that I have told you that I would, and my life will not be anything less than the completion of my desires, as long as Time Thief allows it.

I have set things in motion in this silence, and no one can fully understand what pact I have made with myself in the silence of my fear and disappointment, because I have not yet been honest enough with myself to fully understand either.

I have looked deep into the mirror today, and in my reflection I can see the eyes of a man who has a heavy heart, who misses the past too much to embrace the future. I see the reflection of a man who holds on to his morals and dreams with a greedy embrace. This reflection reminds me that I am still in a battle with my ego, that I am still capable of emotional chaos and that I am still disconnected from myself and those around me.

Yesterday I chose to stop analyzing without motion, yesterday I chose to stare in the mirror and face myself…yesterday I chose to fight for tomorrow.

With honesty, with fear, and with all of my desires, I fight; for tomorrow and for myself alone.

Day 59 "Drawing Dreams And Erasing Limitations"

Dreams. Desires. Wants. Needs.

A book that I have read many times deals with all these things swiftly, it says "Argue for your limitations and sure enough they are yours"---Illusions by Richard Bach

Is there any easier way to put it?

Why in the pursuit of happiness would you step on yourself, or manifest paralyzing doubt out of thin air?

You can spend your time building walls that will give you comfort and slow time to a painful pace, or you can walk alien paths instead and take a chance on something unknown.

You can debate faith in yourself or you can embrace it fully.

You can choose fear over progress if you want, tragedy over happiness even.

You can drop your defenses, look inward, and ask the questions that matter most. What do I want? What might make me happier? What might throw gasoline upon the embers of my hope? What might make me feel alive again?

If you want to fight for your limitations, they will be yours to have, and they will inevitably define you and your days.

If you can think of it, dream of it, say it out loud, even draw it, then it is real and you may be able to have it if you fight for it.

There is no guarantee that a chased desire can be caught, or a dream can be turned real.

There is no road traveled that does not have uneven ground and heartache ahead, but standing still in acceptance of what you think you are limited to is only the first thing to trip you up before your journey.

Do not argue for your limitations, instead, limit the amount of arguing that you choose to do.

Day 58 "Right Through Yourself"

We don't always feel like we are making progress. Sometimes you just feel stuck and completely paralyzed by your self-made cycle of habits. It is human nature to take things for granted, and to forget the lessons we learned once before but did not commit to memory.

It is human nature to forget that no moment is the same as before, and as time progresses through our lives, secretly changing every aspect of our lives and being, we don't always see the deepening of the lines in our faces, or the schism forming between supposed eternal lovers.

We sometimes make the mistake of feeling as though are days are stuck in the quicksand of our fears. We sometimes afford ourselves the luxury of finding comfort in the sadness that we cannot seem to shake off.

Life is not static.

Time does not stand still.

Even quicksand provides movement, no matter how slow it may be.

These walls are not made of a substance stronger than your will.

You can break free if you force it.

The way out has always been through.

Day 57 "Finding Ourselves"

Meditation is repair.

It is a moment to collect your thoughts, to focus further and deeper on the sometimes silent desires of the soul.

Words are not needed here, and your defenses will crumble to the ground if you stay long enough.

You will soon be stripped of your ego, if only temporarily…but only if you stay long enough.

Here you might connect with yourself, here you might find yourself, and here you might be lucky enough to find nothing at all but silence.

Meditation is finding strength in the stillness of your mind.

It is an act of trust in yourself. That you will stay strong in the face of the demons that hide below the surface and behind the white noise of your days.

Here we travel alone.

Here we find a moment to concentrate on our purpose, or to forget that we have one.

Here we may find nothing at all, but emotional roads that lead us back to the crossroads within ourselves, to a place where even in our own psyche we know we must move forward from.

In stillness, the spirit moves.

In silence, the soul speaks.

In meditation, we find ourselves again.

In meditation, we forget all of this.

Day 56 "Innocent Blasphemy"

I have spent a lot of time locked within my own habits and rituals. Somewhere along the way I forgot that there is a world out there to see, somehow I became content within my four walls, somehow I made a prison my home.

I used to ask so many questions, I used to read so many stories, and lately I have decided that I know enough answers, that I know the ending to all the stories.

After much meditation and thought on this I know that this is not even close to being true, that I still have a lifetime of stories to hear, and a lifetime of questions to ask.

It is no secret that I have strong roots within a faith of something more than I, and although this does not paint a complete image of who I am, I can say that there is something here that rings of the truth. Is it a complete truth? Of course not, as nothing we believe ever is or will be. All I have is a feeling inside of a connection that reaches past my own skin, to what? I am not sure.

I watch Danbox climb on to the back of a Buddhist statue and I can start to see the silliness of taking anything too seriously, the futility in it. I watch as he pretends to take hold of this majestic beast so sacred to another, and how he acts as if he is a great warrior riding in to battle. I have to  laugh, because so many would be insulted by this act of blasphemy, so many would not be able to accept this for what it is; innocence.

I am not a religious man by any means, simply a man of faith in universal things. I take no offence in seeing my box friend play among these holy sculptures, because I see this moment for what it is, it is the healthy innocence of someone who does not subscribe to any one single belief, save for the belief that it is fine to find enjoyment in anything, and in any way that you can.

Who am I to say that anything is exact?

That anything is flawless?

That what I believe is right? That what you believe is wrong?

Who am I to fall victim to tunnel vision and old habits?

I am no one to say or do these things.

My will is not to change anyone but myself.

To not weaken the resolve in someone’s beliefs, but to strengthen the beliefs in my own self alone.

I do not subscribe to any one God, or any one faith.

I do not find comfort in knowing the answer or the ending to the story to soon.

I believe in the unknown and the intangible.

I believe in both chaos and hope, and as I watch Danbox play like a child atop the faith of another, I realize that I also believe in innocent blasphemy as well.

Day 55 "Screaming Hope"

This entry is not endorsed by Starbucks or any of its affiliate companies...although upon receiving a lifetime supply of Cafe-mocha's I will gladly retract that statement completely.

An artist needs their rituals, their self-made habits and their little place in the world to create something out of nothing. Be it a mega corporation like Starbucks or the struggling dive across the street. Be it with the use of their new shiny ego-powered apple machine, or with a pen and paper, even a napkin will do. We all need our small rooms on this planet to sit in, to be surrounded comfortably by an air of possibility.

We all have something to say, and no one knows if you will ever get the chance to say it, or if anyone would even hear it once you let the words out in the open.

 I can guarantee you one thing, all artists have many orphaned projects that never cease to complain that they do not get enough attention, and we artist know that these orphans are right in their complaining, for we did once believe in our children, didn’t we?

Like everything in life, we take our gifts for granted, and we forget the importance of saying something, of saying anything that matters at all.

Like everyone on this little blue planet, we forget our voices, and we listen to that critic that hangs out on our shoulder telling us that we are not good enough, that the project we are working on will no doubt fail upon completion, that it will move no one at all.

Some of us listen, and to be fair, most of us listen to this bastard critic; sometimes we listen our whole lives through, sometimes that’s all we can ever hear,  but I will no longer give him any time or space to make his idle threats.

I found my little point in the world, my place to create, and it is untouchable.

I finally discovered the only place that no one can touch, and it does not subscribe to over-priced lattes or clever marketing. It no longer needs a logo to sit underneath or a room full of strangers as lost as I am.

I understand now that my place is within myself, within my heart; a place that no one can get to unless I open the door for you alone.

This place is honest and pure, and although I may struggle against my own will, I know that if I close my eyes and breathe deeply, and if I listen to the stillness long enough, that I will finally find that place of untouchable truth; and from there I will create something worth bringing in to this world.

There is no guarantee that I will reach anyone with anything that I create, as there is no guarantee that I will even reach myself, but that will not stop me from trying to.

This is life, and the answer seems very clear to me; the greatest show of appreciation to this life is to create something in return, to try and reach out, as honestly as you can.

Do not fear the tears that may stream from your face as your vision takes shape in physical form.

Do not hesitate to follow through when your psyche delves into the realm of your inner demons.

If you follow this path with hope as your sword, and faith as your light, you will come out on the other side, and both the world and your self will be better off for not straying from the path.

This is my life, my moment...my choice.

If you only ever listen to one thing that I say in this lifetime, if none of my creations ever reach you or your heart, just know this one thing, that what you have to offer is worth fighting for, and no matter where you have to create it, no matter how you have to create it, make sure that you do. For this world will be better off for anything that you share with it. Have faith in yourself and do not wait for anyone to give you approval of starting your journey. Friends, enemies and even the universe has no power here. This is you and your time, this is your choice to make alone.

Silence can be a weapon used against yourself, so speak now and as loud as you can...and never stop screaming "Hope!"

Day 54 "Calm And Collected"

I could learn a lesson or two from Danbox.

As I watch him from a distance sitting patiently in the grass with his back up against a tree, and always that introspective look upon his face; he looks so much more relaxed than I ever feel.

Is this what it takes to feel calm? A simple act of resting against something stronger than your ambitious will alone?

Perhaps I am reading his expression wrong? Could he be missing something? Or someone? Could his mind be as restless as my own?

Does he feel as excited and as overwhelmed as I do? Does he hold strong and fast to the values that have led me to this moment?

Does he know what happens next? 

I watch him for more than a few moments, he doesn’t move at all, and there is nothing in his stare that focuses on anything in this physical realm. I know he is deeper in thought now than ever before. He looks to be meditating with his eyes open, as if he is analyzing his next move or the moves of another?

He doesn't show his cards or his weakness openly very often. He tries to succeed in many things that would overwhelm even the most hardened of scorned people, and he does not beat himself up for any failures in trying to do so either.

He stands against every titan in his path, and despite the ever present danger of drowning, he searches deep below the surface for the answers that matter, the answers that most of us choose to never uncover; the answers that might just free us from this familiar cage.

No matter what challenge he faces, no matter what monolithic structure stands before him, he never seems to let go of hope and faith, in himself, or in others. Yes, I could learn a thing or two from Danbox couldn’t I?

No matter the confusion and intense speed of thoughts and desires, no matter the amount of pressure placed upon him from his heavy heart, no matter what, he takes the time to sit and wait it out, to search within for clarity, and act when it arrives.

I can tell that he knows the way to meditate properly on something, how to sit patiently, how to accept everything and anything, and still question it all.

I have more than a few things to learn from this little box man, and perhaps it is time that I simply sit and rest my back against something stronger than my ambitious will alone?

Day 53 "The Keymaker"

I stand and watch as Danbox stands before a door with no handle, no keyhole and no way to open.

“Not all doors are passable” I say to him.

He stares back at me confused by this home without a way in.

I shrug with both my shoulders and hands to tell him that I do not know why this place has been locked with keyless doors. He turns back to face the door and I can sense him planning on how he will break this one down.

Some doors, simply put, are not yours to open in this lifetime, no matter how hard you try to break them down.

Some mysteries are not meant to be uncovered by you.

There are many doors with locks that have no keys to be crafted by you or your expectations.

But you will try, we all do.

Out of hope, out of ego, out of fear, for whatever reason we most certainly will feel pain and disappointment if we try for too long.

There is strength in knowing your limitations, and something to be said about leaving some mysteries locked behind these hidden doors.

There is something to be said about avoiding spending too much time trying to learn the secrets of how to craft this unknown key.

There is something to be said about leaving some doors unopened for life.

We must leave room for chance, for chaos, and for choosing a different door completely.

We must focus our attention on more worthwhile ambitions than trying to create a key for a door we know we were never meant to unlock.

There is no failure and no weakness in choosing to leave a door shut.

We must leave room for mystery, no matter how much we may desire to know what lies behind this aggravating door.

We must learn to accept that not all keys are meant to be crafted by our hands.

After a few moments the little box man turns and nods in understanding and acceptance, that there is power in knowing that not all doors lead us home.

Day 52 "Failure And Perseverance"

Just because you try does not mean that it will work out.

Not every dream is meant to be achieved, not every desire is meant to be fulfilled, and not all of your best intentions will be seen quite the way that you intended them too be seen.

Some things in this world are meant to be difficult, some things are meant to try your patience and some things are meant to break you; if only momentarily.

You might take on challenges that are not yours alone to take on, and out of ego you may try to do exactly that.

You may suffer for pushing aside all the helping hands and taking on the titan alone, but even in failure there can be success.

You may choose to fight in silence and plan in secret.

You may lie to those around you to protect the ones that are not.

You may take on the greatest challenge of all, to silence the desires of your own self, so that you might once again protect the one behind the trigger.

You may try to fly on your own, with wings still soaked in blood, even though another has offered to clean them off for you, even though another has offered to learn to fly with you when they dry, and keep you company while they do.

There is no guarantee that climbing a mountain will lead you to the top, and no amount of prayers can force the attention of your angels in to motion.

Some trials are yours to have alone.

Some pain is yours to live with and to endure, and to learn from.

Some fears are yours to battle with bare hands that have no ability to carry proper weapons, and sometimes you have to accept that some dreams are not yours to make real, some desires are not meant to be sated completely, not alone.

This does not mean that you should not try to get what you want, to achieve the top of the mountain in this lifetime, to satisfy your desires, to pray loud enough to capture the attention of the angels, or anyone that might listen to your appeal.

All this does not mean that there is no value in the suffering, that there is no value in the disappointment from yet another failure, that there is no value in the destruction of your dreams.

Acceptance and perseverance is needed to see the value in falling down, in struggling to fly above the darkness and intimidation.

What matters is the act of trying, whether alone or with the help of another, it matters that you try to take on the titan, that you try to reach the top of that mountain and that you try to turn dust into gold.

It matters that you try with all that you have, for as long as you can.

It always matters.

Day 51 "Over The Horizon Line"

There is so much to think about these days, so much to analyze, and so many problems to solve.

I can tell by the way that Danbox stares out over the horizon, focusing on nothing in particular, that he must feel the same way that I do; overwhelmed.

I can't tell if I am intimidated or excited?

I can't tell if I am scared or ready for what happens next?

I can't tell if I have read the signs right or not?

All I know is that a voice inside is speaking to me now, louder than ever, and it is forcing me to be honest in everything I do, and it is forcing me to take responsibility for the gifts that I have been given.

I won't even attempt to fight this instinct, or disrespect the will of my inner-self by challenging these things I feel.

I will listen, as intently as Danbox does in this moment. I will look beyond the horizon and attempt to see something further away, and hopefully much more important.

I may not know where this path will lead. I may not know the full extent of my purpose, but there is something inside that is controlling my vision, something important that is forcing me to stop and read the signs properly.

I am still here, against the will of the dark passenger, I am still here.

I am still fighting for hope, despite admitting my desperate emotional defeat.

I am still smiling in the face of the sometimes brutal and ugly complexion of this world.

I am still here.

Despite the lack of my Northern Star to lead me home.

I am still here.

Despite my desire to walk away and not see this through.

But I am still here.

Despite my fading patience.

I am still here.

Despite anything.

I will see this through and finally reach myself over the horizon line.

Day 50 "Waiting Or Wasting?"

Waiting.

Everyone has to wait for something, or for someone, and sometimes we must wait for even ourselves.

The importance of what we wait for is what matters most.

Are we waiting for something that will change the course of our lives?

Something or someone that will either darken or bring our lives light?

Are we waiting for something that we do not need to wait for, because it is only our own fear that makes us wait? And if we did not succumb to fear, if we held fear to the ground longer than a few simple breathes, would we see that what we are waiting for cannot ever make the date and time we set to meet up?

There is lessons to be learned in the act of waiting, lessons of patience and meditation, lessons in both planning and resolve.

There is also great faults in waiting.

For some, we wait for life to show us all the signs, to open every door, to erase all of our pain and to bring us back a cherished and desired memory; but life does not guarantee the success in every desire, it does not simply give us every answer and erase all of our inner pain, nor does it defeat all of our demons for us. Waiting for life to bring you happiness and clarity is burdening life with unreasonable expectations.

Sometimes it is not about waiting, it is about action, and it is about pushing yourself beyond fear, to claim what is yours and to meet life halfway.

Sometimes waiting is wasting.

Sometimes you have to be honest with yourself and look within, and ask “Am I waiting for happiness and life to arrive”

And when you ask honestly, when you accept the answers that you fear, you will hear the answer and action you must take.

I will wait no longer.

Day 49 "Go Play!"

There is no underestimating the importance of pushing yourself to whatever limit that you can, emotionally, spiritually, physically or artistically.

No words can describe the feeling of achieving a great accomplishment that you had set in motion a long time ago, and in a world bound by distraction and noise, it is unsettling to see so many great works gather dust in the minds of the artists, gathering dust in mine as well.

I know how important it is to face everything and rise above it, to reach beyond the plateaus of your own thoughts, but no matter the person, no matter how intense the drive and ambition, no matter the desire and need to build Rome in one day; there must be a moment every day in which you stop and play.

Today as you work on building that empire of yours, as you try so hard to become more than what you currently are, make sure that you stop and take a moment to attempt to look at this world through the eyes of a child once again.

Take a moment to reclaim those innocent eyes, the ones you had before you saw things in full color.

Day 48 "Both Sides"

There are dark things to hear, dark things to see, and given an unrestricted tongue, even darker things to say.
The pursuit of the honorable path, the way of the peaceful warrior, the burdens of the warrior of light, is not an easy path to tread upon; for the road to hell is paved with good intentions.
There is no point in wasting time on perfection when the pursuit of your own spiritual vision is a worthy enough cause.

Hear no evil, unless you desire to hide from the whole truth of the story?
See no evil, unless you desire to walk through this world blind and ignorant?
Speak no evil, unless you would rather cut out your own tongue and lie to impress another?

Accept both the light and the dark, inhale some of this worlds demons and exhale out the hope from defeating them completely.
Ours is a life of choices, of demands, of battles to be fought both won and lost; ours is a life of warriors and victims.
I am darkness, I am light.
I am despair, I am hope.
I am evil, I am saint.
I am victim, I am warrior.
I am calm, I am chaos.
I am.

Day 47 "Self-Improvement And Self-Empowerment"

Who knows why any of us feel the need for self-improvement?

Why do we feel the need to create a better image of ourselves?

Why do we feel so imperfect when we know that perfection is a lie, a fairy tale for adults?

Who is it that we desire to see us in another light? Perhaps we are no longer good enough for ourselves?

For whatever reason any of us might have for the execution of a dedicated plan to erase our old selves, it must be considered the best course of action. If our hearts demand it then it must be the right moves to make; this is the hope anyway.

There is no hope in staying in a dark place for too long, and there can be no happiness when the body, mind and soul are left unattended to, and left to atrophy in denial.

It is important to take every decision with a certain amount of sincerity. That you hold yourself fully accountable for the way in which you choose to grow and progress through this lifetime, how you choose to honor the temple and gift that is yourself.

What better time than now to look at your life through a microscope, to take yourself off autopilot, to look yourself in the mirror and ask "Am I making the healthy and right choices?"

You must have the strength, sincerity and honesty to acknowledge whenever you make an unhealthy choice, whenever you damage rather than protect; whenever you choose to hurt rather than heal.

You must have the dedication to grow beyond who you are today, and to shed your skin often.

You have to believe that you were never meant to stay defeated and weakened. You have to believe that you were meant to rise above the desperate undertow.

You have to believe that you were always meant to change.

Take your chances in this life, but calculate them in the healthiest way possible.

Acknowledge that we make mistakes and that even in the process of self-improvement, failure can still lead to self-empowerment.

Whatever and whomever that you choose to change for, to better yourself for, to erase yourself for,  make sure that first and foremost that it is the reflection in the mirror that still matters most of all.

Day 46 "Hello Brave New World"

It is a brave new world now.

The path before me is alien and unknown. It outstretches before me like an endless highway made from the fears I have built up through all these years. I have no idea how to navigate this path with the most efficiency or in the safest manner. I have no history yet written in my future, and therefore I can only attempt to visualize, in vain, where I will end up. It is fear now that rules this moment and if it was not for this flicker of hope that still, somehow, rests inside me, I might just try to walk away; but I know that this elusive path ahead can only be navigated by faith and determination, and fear is simply the toll we must all pay.

I am unsure as to what trials I will have to overcome next, and what new friends I will meet as I struggle through them? Or worse still, what enemies might I be walking towards right now?

I have been resistant to change, and all the while change never slowed its progression through my life. Change was and will always be a constant, and in this world you cannot even hold onto a single breath for much longer than needed. Every moment is foreign, every day is new, and every step has not been made before.

I tried to stay awake long enough to reclaim what I know, but I fell asleep and woke up misguided and misdirected; I awoke a stranger in less familiar skin.

It is both unsettling and impressive how this world can twist the reflection in the mirror; yet there is something exciting about this brave new world, and what happens next is anyone's guess?

I will reclaim that faith and hope that others have come to need from me in their dark times. I will stand like Danbox, before some things monolithic in size, and I welcome them instead of showing them my fear.

I will learn more from his outlook, I will learn more from his desire to challenge the differences, his will to stand with pride in the face of adversity and alien things.

I will say hello to this brave new world, and I will work hard to choose happiness over the dark passenger that walks alongside me.

“Hello brave new world”.

Day 45 "D-Day, V-Day"

How can anyone explain the depth of their complicated hearts?

There are no words deeper than emptiness and loneliness.

There are no words that placed together differently can outshine the power of saying "I miss you". These words that have no pride, no defense and are free of the problematic human trait of taking something, or someone, important for granted.

The anger felt at times is one that feels like you’re screaming the loudest you can into a mask that stops all sound.

These trying emotions of these wounded souls, how they struggle to form the words to break through the void, to reach someone’s heart.

How can anyone possibly explain the level of confusion in which path from here they are supposed to take, when all paths are met with the same fear and animosity?

I want to leave this behind, all of it.

I want to erase this day, to burn it down, to somehow reach through to someone that is trying so hard to reach out to someone else.

This complicated emotion is simple in nature.

If there is a chance to escape this, to leave this all behind, to move beyond the desire to speak these emotions out loud, then in the most simple way that I can say it, I will tell you this "I will try".

Day 44 "Hope, Faith And The Titan"

All things come to an end, it doesn't matter who you are or what you have, and I wish I currently felt some comfort in that.

There is no safety in anything, no permanence either, just the knowledge that the best you can do is brace yourself for the future impact of the decisions you made or didn’t make. We attempt to make amends with ourselves before we open our hearts up too much to take back the words we said...or the ones we never did.

Everything progresses in seasons, nothing can escape the cold and uncaring touch of winter or the accepting warmth of spring and its promise of sunnier days ahead.

There is always room for change, nothing is static, never has been and never will be.

Your beautiful world will be tested for the rest of your life, and there will never be a perfect time to fight for anything worth having, unless you consider the only perfect moment that we have, which is now, and now just passed us by again.

There is no stopping time, or the falling of the leaves from a tree; there is no way to halt Time the Titan.

What we have as weapons against this aggressive and chaotic world, is hope and faith. That is the best we can ever do to combat and deal with the destruction that Time the Titan intends to leave in its wake.

Hope and faith.

Hope to lead as your northern star through your dark path, and faith to act as a light that helps you see the footsteps of the path you walk on.

Hope that not all the leaves will wither and fall to the ground, and faith that if they do, you might see them grow upon the trees once more in this lifetime.

Hope that a heart will turn in time, and faith that yours will not turn too early.