" Did you know the sun was made out of our cries
Each tear we drop is gold and this is how it shines " ... (AaRON - Artificial Animals Riding On Neverland)
Seconds turning me into a Big Bang Theory believer. Mystical beats saying you're made of dust from somewhere, just like the ground you're standing on. Views telling you belong to the universe. Feeling you're just a part of earth, wondering if everything fell from the stars, not caring, breathing.