Some things are remembered to be forgotten. Some things are stolen to be returned. Some things are thought about to be ignored. Sometimes you need to get lost to be found. Sometimes you have to eat to be hungry. Sometimes you have to stand up to sit down. Sometimes you have to be a hypocrite to believe in something. You may cry to feel better. You may lie to tell the truth.

I want to fly away, to be forgotten. I want to do something unimaginable, unthinkable, unexplainable. I want it to be impossible for you to ignore my existence. I want to be hated, I want to be loved. I want to be in the driver’s seat of the world. I want to take you far, far away from everything, from your ideas, your thoughts, your mind, your world. I want to kill you so I can bring you to life.

I want to dream a dream and make it come true. I want to boggle your brain, and tease your mind. I want to take your potential and make it kinetic. I want to take your motion and make it commotion. I want to confuse your thoughts and alter your presence. I want to throw away and burn what you know and make everything back up from thin air.

I want to make a peace to end all peace. I want to make a war that will destroy all life as we know it.