• Memories are subjective,
    Each is different
    And difference causes rebellion.
    When there is rebellion
    There is hope.
    Hope is sometimes misguided
    It may lead to unexpected...
    Problems...
    These problems
    Can not be solved,
    Nor can they be explained.
    When a problem arises,
    Something must be present
    To counteract it.
    If there is not something present,
    The problem is then a dilema.
    This dilema turns to chaos,
    Which causes questioning,
    Which causes an answer to be formed
    For the public
    That reduces this chaos-
    But makes a conspiracy.
    Conspiracies are complex;
    They cause certain individuals
    To lash out
    To protect this secret,
    Or expose it.
    Exposing a conspiracy
    Is like solving a puzzle,
    Putting the pieces together
    Some with smooth details
    And others that are rough
    And difficult to understand.
    When groups of pieces combine,
    They form a large piece
    Of the puzzle at hand.
    But there is always an order
    To things in this world:
    You start with the edge
    And work you way in,
    Growing closer to the center
    And completing the puzzle,
    Which reveals the secret
    That is this conspiracy
    That we call life.
    With so many secrets
    And wonders to uncover,
    That we soon forget
    Of our past revealings,
    And only look ahead
    As we hide our knowledge away
    To make room for more
    That we seem to have uncovered
    Long before this day.
    And that is why I say
    To keep precious memories
    Locked away,
    In a safe place
    That is free of human minds.
    Because when we believe
    In one simple mind-
    We cast away
    All we have put behind.