Logic can’t compete with faith. Faith will push logic out. Should not you be able to wrap your mind around the concept that there is an alternative to what you believe? That is possible, however, I dodge the obviousness of that logic. The good part of me cannot willingly delve into the bad side; to go around the corner in hope that something else exists, an absolute belief, a fantastic idea of what is underneath the surface.

Yet then.. I consider the idea with appeal after all. I don’t just go flakily and tentatively but with complete authority and confidence onto the brink of logic. No, I can no longer come to understand it. I’ll easily go crazy, step into the dark unknown, to where I can not see, into insanity, only this perfected poem is left behind, this foresight, honourable work of the one genuine word that lies beneath the surface.

The Leap of faith leads to faith falling and resting on a pile of words. The pile of words that Faith will, once again, build upon. Faith will undergo a transformation but will never truly be gone. This is what faith adds up to be.