We all have ladders to climb

Changed my mind and most probably my spelling and words quite a lot recently, thinking we all live in a simulation and are bodies are avatars or emojis, was watching high end particle of love theory. defo made me think above me station. so evolved my spelling and my words quite a lot, even my tree’s become building blocks every leaf a galaxy and branches become electric bridges to another universe, sometimes I run with ghosts and sometimes I run away from myself to a place where there’s nowhere to run to, such a fascinating place where the treadmill is a record player and I’m running on vinyl, vaulting diamond encrusted arm, happily or sadly I don’t think we live in a yellow submarine, I listen to binaural beats and get caught up in love affairs with whispers that circle neath my wide open eyes, my tears fall brightly on sparkly cheeks and then I myself roll down my own cheek, no sleeves to pull up no handbrake to stop myself from falling, but just then me! I settle myself as a droplet of water and roll off my own cheek, me a droplet of water rests inside of an open rose with the memory of an elephant, I look up to the heavens and say thank you, I shall float upon this flower till morning then wake up again we all have ladders to climb.