Expectation is a terrible thing.
Binding everyone to first impressions and misunderstandings.
Its like when you see someone you form a mold, shape it to what you see.
But what do you do when it's cast in fire?
Now the unchanging impression will be the constant frame of reference,
a mold that binds you from the beauty of discovery, and to the twisted disability of expectation.
The closer the minds get, the more they begin to see only what they want,what they EXPECT to see.
Because the mold of their world is already put in the sun, and all they do,
by dragging on through their pitiable lives is stare at the fields of clay,
that decides their opinions, ignoring whats beyond it.
Damn the fields of clay.
Whatever happened to the likes of Columbus and Magellan.