I had a dream that we all laughed, spun in circles, holding hands, catching rain on our tongues. We held tightly, as if letting go meant spinning away alone forever. We spun beneath a canopy of still-life clouds; round round under a pale sunlit moon. Spun like pinwheels, colors faded, weathered, but warm and bold in spite of sun, rain. We spun and held on and laughed because that day was perfect once.

Freedom is as important as oxygen. Being free to live the way you want, to believe what you want, and to love who you want, is a basic human right that should be defended. But freedom doesn't mean doing anything you want, whenever you want to do it. Freedom requires honesty and self-awareness; All actions have consequences, and only a fool or a coward uses freedom as an excuse to treat themselves or others badly.

Every day, the curtain gets pulled back some more.
I see the world in ways I never have before.
One by one, the masks are slipping off faces.
Of those it meant so much to me to be in their good graces.
Something happened while losing my mind one day,
Some superheroes helped me find it, and some others flew away.
I'm relieved to know that my soul was never really a bet,
but that I almost lost it anyway, I never will forget!