The Beginning

To start off here is a poem, it's called Connected by Dreams:

Had we but? Had we but!
We do have time
the world enough, we do!
delight in your delirium,
__dream about death,
___desire despair,
____destroy destiny
_____feel
our brief lives composed of fragile things
dancing behind smoke and mirrors
_____connected by dreams.
If one god did not exist,
a thousand others could flourish and
leave their dead end jobs and
be allowed to die in mediocrity,
alone in their stingy apartments
that smell of leftovers and vomit
_____and old coins.
those foolish geniuses (such is myself)
trying to construct our worlds
_____and define its laws
_____came to close to the truth
_____but always would stray
_____at the very last moment.

let us be connected as we were
by the stories and the dreams
treading in a basin of lost hopes
believing in everything