*Inspired by "Water" by Rudy Francisco When I was six years old, my sister tried to help me believe that animals could talk. She did this by holding a stuffed dog in front of her lips as she spoke. I attempted revealing her act, grabbing it away with arms Too small to budge such a mighty force I think she said, "See, you can't prove I'm talking for it. It's the dog speaking." I remember trying to pull the gag in return, but she was strong enough to just tear the dog away. That was the day I stopped trusting that which I cannot prove. "To anyone brave enough to love me," Do you know there are five fundamental love-languages humans use to express and receive affection? When you say that you care, it is in a foreign tongue. All I see is a stuffed dog stopping your words from translating.
To the butchers and the bakers and the candlestick makers, the engineers and the thinkers and the universe shakers