Even Paper Planes Fly High

yes, you can do that thing - 

you know, the one which you put 

aside so reluctantly, as being a damn 

stupid idea that is of no good and that is 

of no significance whatsoever. yes, the one

that’s safely tucked away in a deep freezer of

hibernation, bound for extinction. yes, that idea!

you know, they say that  Rome was not built in a day.

I think that the same is true about a plane. what else is 

true I think is that it had to have started on a day. may not 

be on a particularly significant day at all. it probably started 

out as an idea in somebody’s mind.and then that person thought, 

oh! that’s a fantastic idea. hell no! I don’t think he thought that. but 

he must’ve thought - what a piece of shit idea worth throwing in the bin.

yeah! I’m telling you, i think he must’ve thought himself to be a fool to have 

imagined such grandiosity. much like you and i think of the ideas that happen to 

cross our hearts and minds. but true grandiose is when you decide to stick with that 

worthless idea of yours. that moment of decision, in which all the drama of emotions 

and all the demons of self-doubt and all the fears of the future are silenced by just a

tiny sun-beam of gleaming hope and a tiny mustard seed like grain of faith and

 by the hardened steel like grit - that moment is the one that decides the fate 

of your dream, of your idea, of your silly little thought. and that moment 

right there becomes one that will or might stand to define what the 

future will look like not just for you, but for another person, or 

maybe for a time that is different from yours. if it is for the 

good of one man, or of humanity, or of the earth, that

 idea holds the potential to make humans fly like 

birds in the sky or it holds the power to make 

a civilization to exist and to flourish and 

become an adage for the ages to come. 

yes, that tiny idea. so, don’t let it go

so easily. let it fly; let it fly high!

cause, you know, even paper 

planes can touch the sky.