I desire something beyond all of this.
A deep, rooted desire for the fantastic.
Something other than this "real" world.
But perhaps, it is the real that I desire.
Something so real, it is unreal to me now.
Am I distracted, or is there reason to this?
Life is not how it should be.
One day, it will be.
So we fix our eyes not on what is seen,
But on what is unseen.
For what is seen is temporary,
But what is unseen is eternal.