JOSIAH BERLIAN

To the Moon

If you’re patient enough to read this stuff, you’ll be getting the unfiltered works. The silent melody of hope, lurking in shades of black and white.

And boy do I hope that you catch my drift.

Stars.

What else is more beautiful, than a sky full of stars?

Discipline.

Disclaimer: Only for serious dreamers.

Sky.

Walk the path, how you might fail – stand up again, again, again.

Diamond.

“Oh, from the furnace, hot as hell, and where suffering never stops!”

Embrace.

In your embrace, perhaps, I’ll stay.