Maybe I've Realized ______ ________

How? I dream like you do, however I randomly get a thought of the day. Yet this thought seems full of Jealousy, Admiration, and Respect. Its quite simple to who know what this means:

I wish I had, or knew how this works:

Into

I think I need an artist; someone who knows expression beyond direction. Direction always fucked with creativity.

2 people, one voice. Fucking loud my friend.

Last impression of the night to all:

(Read Post before this one for some very slight clarification)

Nonsense and I had a forgetful conversation. Back and forth through my mind, like a cigarette. The message came through my eyes said leave it alone. Good for you if you just picked up on the last two sentences. (Related to Above...) Nonsense says more inspiration, yet 11 isn't loud enough on my amp. I think its time to roll back to my classic high school set up. Let's blow through to your soul.

My good ol' days, soon to return at full volume: (but never quite loud enough)