All my words are backwards in the mirror, but if you shatter or add another it will read much clearer. Everything is subject to subjectiveness regardless of subject. Every object can be seen as objective and if you object then you have strayed from your given objectives. To love. To teach. To understand as best you can. To steal and rehash because there are no new ideas. They’re all hiding inside hills that are yet to exist, and until the plates shift and pushes the green green grass up towards the blue blue sky, they will always be something you’ll look for, but ain’t ever gonna find.
