We the leaders

We all start off as a great idea. Ideas then develop into scattered puzzle pieces considered as steps to the conclusion of the original idea. Then organization is placed after a great realm of thoughts is brought forth. All hemispheres of the brain are functioning to the point it is seen upon as a perfect image, a future outcome of bigger and even better possibilities, and the powerful feeling of ad infinitum leadership in a modern existence.

While others respirate the polluted air of daily routine, we distinguish what presence lacks; an idea of modernistic entertainment. To the point one breaths ones way through an organic feel of green interest, to the natural love of life itself.

As a team, we evaporate into the recent air once respirated by those individuals craving the turning point away from routine. A vibe set so freely and fashionably, it can only occur once.

We are the turning point.

We are this occurrence.

This is it, yesterday is polluted and tomorrow never arrives.

We launch once and we fly forever.

We are the only path to relocate the mindset on modern advertising.

An idea that tattoos the earths air and develops into a picture that was once an idea. History is in our palms.

Sao Paulo is such a great city. I've spent a lot of time alone, but at the same time a welcome feeling from everyone causes me to experience family-like company. A lot of feelings here remind me of you. You introduced me to slow passion, believe it or not. As much as I need you everyday as mine only, I actually cherish your time given away to me. You hold complex understandings and portray a set of wonders, but all that really matters to me right now is what I've grasp from you. Even if it flows as a memory forever, I only know you exist and it contents my mind, much more my blood flow.

My body is most likely the weakest you've found in me, it is. You were right, you are right. I can't even imagine anything greater than a combination of our air. If I talk about our bodies I will beg you to love me forever.

I place my blood flow in a high position being I combine it with my mind. My mind follows my heart as much as my heart follows my mind. That's the difference between you and I.

Before you, I only would let go of the difficult wants and just would give up after time played it's part. I would tell you in your face to give me a chance or ask direct questions but you make me so weak and I cherish the purity of the moments I can't imagine myself giving up. I can't, you have control of my air even over here. Time gives me a sense of forget, but with a spark of your thoughts I grow right to that place again. Your givings, even if you think about me once I always feel it. I know I do.

You hold me in a way I can remember forever that's the most beautiful aspect of living in your thoughts. You have everlasting prints on me, I walk through them when you're not here. A Saturday night I unexpectedly shared with you in your upper room demonstrated your knowledge of how I internally felt at the moment. That's incredible, imagine having you for real in reality an everyday process of growth. You're incredible. I would probably choke on a perfect dinner or have a heart attack of indecisive blood pumping. My veins argue for your craving arms to just grasp me and activate my heart to scream.

I know emails suck, but I don't think it's legal to see each other. I am on the level of weak acceptance for you. I love you out of nothing.

I appreciate your difference