So... are you also chasing butterflies?

The only thing I knew was that I would give myself permission to imagine anything, and reverse engineer my way from there.

Dreams are realities in oxygenated form

It’s about running wild in a field of exclamation points chasing question marks

Once we’ve become Gods,
And Superheroes,
and Spidermen(ed) through the web of potential,
what will be next?

Some people are wonderful,
some wonderless.