The man who saw tomorrow.

I did.
I saw tomorrow.
Its beautiful.
Its..holy !
I accept my tomorrow...and I surrender.
Tomorrow has accepted me...as her friend.
I am ready.

On Ideals and Mud

Ideals are clean. They are concieved in purity, in the highest realms of the mind.
But I am messy. My reality is fuzzy.
Come , lets walk in the Mud. lets get dirty.
Lets see , if ideals can clean us.