To those of you ... those of the orange kind, those of the invisible riddled. May smiles meet you, may the splendor of living find you. To my sister's and brothers, I pray for thee, pray for excellence a profound calm of the tumultuous s*** we all find ourselves carrying. May the questions be given answers, may the gold nano particles be used to rectify our damages. Let us be like the wind not being held by the nets of life, let us transcend, let us do it together. We are here, we are here. Know that and be true. Stand together and let it be for one another. By: M. R. Vega