Play on words that I (eye) write, using Left Eye to tie it together.

My footsteps/impact on the world are so large, they push out mounds of earth from the NEXT side of the planet.

Despite my murderous antics described in the last line, I don’t regret it. There’s too much riding on whether I do it or not.

I wrote the music to this war-filled episode, and it’s so good it’s psychotropic. I’ve been sniping dudes all day, hence my need to get high.

I’d rather stop fighting and just get married, already.

Something cut me, not like the usually inspiration but something far deeper. For this, I need to switch it up.

While enlightening ourselves of the way of world and how to cope, we keep on progressing toward a greater goal

“Honor thy mother and father, and thy days shall be long.” – Bible

We never die. Our flame is eternal, like the Olympic Flame.

Regardless of our wingless state, we still find ways to take flight and amaze the world.