Turn around and say your goodbyes,
To pretty faces and the polished lies.
Appreciate the present that you get,
For it is the past that you must forget.
Carry your heavy heart and bid adieu,
Trudge on the path, you must continue.
This is the very first post of a seemingly endless collection of obscure thoughts and expressions muddled into a pictorial representation of all that is around us. An attempt to capture the beauty in the floating madness that the world is.