You Wore Binary Like A Badge Of Fucking Honor

one month later: everything is named with a keysmash and they are all in the "downloads" folder

No one is up so I'm grabbing my notebook and my camera and finding a nice place in the valley to catch this

I know right now you can't differentiate The ocean from the shoreline. But darling, please believe me The horizon does not mark the end of the sea And the beach it washes up on does not define it. They are still two separate entities where they stand Despite the way the waves will continue to return to crash on the sand No matter how many times it is pushed back away. But darling, you have to believe That you are not the salt of the sea. And high tide will periodically consume The driest sands of the shore And it will erase all the footprints on the beach's floor But it will always be pushed back. Do not allow yourself to return to that Which does not recognize your endless effort To keep its natural state in tact. You are as fierce as the storms out at sea You have the strength and power of a tsunami. Forget the shoreline, darling Your deepest waters contain some of time's greatest mysteries, There is still so much of you to be explored. You have the capability to carry a ship from coast to coast So forget the shoreline and focus on the soldier at the sternpost, Your rough waters can turn boys into men You are a force to be reckoned with But steady waters never made a skillful sailor. Give 'em hell and put an end to the myth That calm waters will guide us home. Forget the shoreline, darling, forget about the sand Because there will come a day Where you will consume every body of land That this earth has to offer. Only then will you begin to understand That the horizon, the shore and the sea Are dependant on one another for the tides and the storms But the ebb and flow of the ocean's waves is all it needs for beauty. ----------- http://hellopoetry.com/wolfbiter/

A boi and his rat.