You knock at the door of Reality. You shake your thought wings, loosen your shoulders, and open.
There goes a river dragging an ocean behind it.
Do not feel lonely, the entire universe is inside you.
Loosen the bonds of avarice from your hands and neck.
The work of magic is this, that it breathes and at every breath transforms realities.
My lips got lost on the way to the kiss - that's how drunk I was.