Isayno Illustrations

“A momentary sparkle twinkles within the flowing time, I’m a Believer who can keep walking so to engrave into this world’s memories. I had a dream that no one else could have and I threw away everything that I didn’t need.. Thoughts that I can’t surrender dwell in my chest. Even if I’m still in the rift between reality and ideals and my feet are bound by shackles of sacrifice, my overflowing impulse isn’t fully repressed because I have a heart that yearns powerfully “Pretense” “Fear” “Vanity” “Grief”; I won’t be weak enough. To be apprehended by the various negative things; I’m a Trickster who doesn’t know loneliness. I close my eyes and it surfaces in my sea of consciousness: the moment when I’ll get the ideal that I’d pictured to merely receive limited “life” in this world and rot away is equal to being stupid. Go toward that which no one else can have- the crystal known as “my oneself”. Piercing through the whitewash will turn into the truth someday I want to keep believing in it stubbornly; It’s just my faith. The absolute truth.”