Sweet Harmony

So I strum a chord, so I play a melody.

And there's a sensation that runs through me, like I just woke up from a very long sleep, fresh after a long night. And I run, run into fields of yellow, under a blue sky. And there's the sound of harmony encompassing me in a shield. Nothing can touch me, nothing affects me. I'm who I am, and who I want to be. There are no fears, there is not hate. There is no fatigue. And I run endlessly, run into feilds of red, under a blue sky. There's the ocean in front of me, so I run.

Run.

No roads, no paths, no obstacles. Just an open world. I run into the lair of the fairies, where they dance and sing and jump. I see the elves under their mushroom houses, I see the gnomes in their garden parties. I see the trees as they make way for me to run.

The flowers, purple in fields of green, under a blue sky, swaying, swaying under the gentle breeze that brushes past my face.

And the harmony is ringing in my ears, soothing, and then it turns dissonant.

The sky turns grey, there's darkness everywhere. I cannot see. The flowers are wilting, the fairies are crying. The elves are running for shelter, the gnomes are screaming in fear. There, a flash. I turn, but I cannot see. Another flash behind me, I turn around, but I do not know that I turned around, because I cannot see. Maybe I'm standing in the same place. Then the flash, it erupts through me, a sensation that runs through me, like I just woke up from a very long sleep, fresh after a long night. And I run.

Run with harmony, harmony's hand in my hand.

Respect

Today wasn't the first time we crossed the line.

Today wasn't the first time we crossed the line.

Today wasn't the first time we crossed the line.

It wasn't.

I'm responsible for it. And everyone else is responsible for it.
We are not the only humans in this world. We are not the only ones who have feelings. We are not the only ones who get hurt. There are others too. People who loom in front of you and look like tyrants.

They are your mentors. You get your future from them.

I think it's time all of us. That includes EVERY single one of us, whether you mock, or hate. I think it's time for every single one of us to look back and look at the people we were. I think it's time for every single one of us to change what they see.