My child if I want to tell you all the mysteries of the world to tell you mountains and rivers, sunrises, moons, setting glory and dreams frustration and sorrow to tell you fuel is to ignite yourself to illuminate others of things rocket

My baby

If you can

I want to tell you all the mysteries of the world

Tell you about the mountains and rivers

The sun rises and the moon sets

Glory and dreams

Frustration and sadness

Promise you

Fuel is to ignite itself

Illuminate other people's things

Rockets are for freedom

Throw away your own stuff

Life is something that burns

Death is something that validates life

The word zeus is something that makes death small

Tiny specks of dust

It is the beginning of the universe

The mundane smallness is the beginning of greatness

And you

My children are the beginning of making ordinary people want to create a new world. Excerpt from "My Father and Me"