Choosing again and again to be decent in a world that rewards cruelty. Choosing growth when stagnation would be easier. Choosing love after experiencing its abuse.
I'm average in every measurable way. But I endured. I adapted.
I evolved. I build joy with my own hands. And if that's average, then average is extraordinary.
So I no longer chase the illusion of being special. I don't need to. Because the truth is quieter and far more powerful.
I am an ordinary man who kept going. And sometimes, that's the most extraordinary thing a human can do. Yes, you got the three claps.
Yes, and I agree with them. What to say, Flood, that you don't come up already with your beautiful poems. With you, the indescribable becomes the easiest thing to comprehend.
And that's why I think about you. Thank you. I felt every word and could relate to every line.
Wow. Wow. Thank you so much, brother.
Yeah, I totally agree with everybody. It's wonderful. It feels like you got your finger on the pulse of something that we all kind of resonate with.
Like when you're sharing with us, you know what I mean? You take us there immediately. Send us your tune in. We're there.
And that talks about the truth. His words hold, right? Because it's something objective that we all understand, at least if we resonate. And we do.
We do. So, yes, Flood. There's nothing that must be said after all of those beautiful lines, brother.
Thank you. Thank you. And thank you.
Let's go now to Carmen. Are you ready, brother? Thank you, Flood. Yeah, I'm here.
Hi, Sheila. I know she's here again. So, well, friends, let's fly above the sky and go wherever we want, whenever we want.
I wrote a track last year. The name is Flying Hood. It's just about flying.
It's just about flying. No, I don't want to feel bad. No, I don't want to feel sad.
You say it's a game of love. I don't want to feel that way. No, I don't want to.
Give you up. Gonna give you up. Never gonna give you up, no.
No. No. You say it's a game of love.
