Final Frontier - Fail Emotions

Neverending, timeless vast expance

Incredible at whole

We’re not alone in this Universe

No restrictions, no solicitations

Theres no place for them anymore

Still, I don’t think so, not anymore

We are the open source of creations

I woke up one sunny morning and stopped believing in Jesus

We overarching aim of expansion

I stopped to pray in churches, I stopped listening to preachers

Recollect concealed knowingness

Inner standpoint, firm convictions

We are the source of creations!

We count on you!

Can you hear invoking sound from inside

Its shows essential way

My skepticism, I’ll admit, seems unfounded and I can’t say

It even rises to the level of an instinct

All your dreams, start flight of fancy

And they take you away…

We count on you!

Let go of your sons

They are dreaming about space

Can you see

Can you hear

Can you feel

Rise up

Your hands up

We are the source of creations!