Drifting into tomorrow brings me the dawn of hope,

But at the piles of drifts brings despair and detachment.

Rise to the reign of tomorrow, or reign in the rejection of those masses.

The days will pass with your happiness or dejections.

But together, you will see into a forest of a reality that, as of late, was not there

Because knowledge is collected through the collecting and comparing of differences.

When we see the truth, it is based on the connections of the masses over many knowledges, and not realities.

What lies true today may not be the truth tomorrow, so we should not trust our truths to know our hopes.

Go to bed knowing that the truths of bedtime are the same as the truths of morning and therefore the truths of thereafter.