What is this play we are all in called life? Born into this, no choice it feels sometimes. Blind at first, blind sometimes until death. Deaf usually, yet the closer and closer we get to the thumping the quieter and softer they pump. Our eyes, ears, and hearts are all here waiting to be unlocked by life. At what point do we as people decide to fall to the ascension of selfishness and release our demons that hold us back. If accomplished collectively and decided upon unanimously our minds will be relieved. Our hearts will be free and our hopes will lead.