when I stepped into the light I saw the organs of my existence laid out in a daisy chain and everything worked beautifully the way it ought to be the way it always is
everything I
ever needed was under my skin I am the seed of an ever-unfolding flower happiness blossoms perpetually to the ebb and flow of love enlightenment is a cup of pure joy to be consumed in the hour of eternal
sunshine
man, I landed in the groove the new sun showered me with gifts and I’m all lit up like christmas day see me shine? I’m in the moment and the moment is eternal my thought, speech and actions are harmonised and I am perfected in love, grace and gratitude it’s an inside job I know but I pulled it off life loves me again and so do I we’re happy together now me, myself and I
my past was wicked and my future was cursed I was a prisoner in a jail of my own devising but I crawled out from under I put up one hell of a fight but I’m an individual I have few attachments that’s how it is to be free you have to sacrifice your jailors you have to crash out of their gaze and you have to keep moving or they catch you because everyone is a jailor in this fucked up world
there
is no such thing as limited freedom
it’s all or nothing don’t be
fooled by semantics they are laying
traps again but they won’t catch me
I’m too savvy to take the bait
I love being alive I love
feeling free I’m no animal to be
caged don’t they understand? if one of us is caged then
none of us are free
the
price of liberty is steep you have
to abandon society and kiss the past
goodbye you have to become aware of
your own heart for what is freedom
without wisdom without love? freedom can be the greatest of all vices
without temperance it’s not just the
power to do as we like it’s the opportunity
to do as we should
so
leave me alone I won’t tread on
your toes there’s no need to bind
me because no matter what you do I will not conform I cannot conform conformity is a prison the enemy of growth coercion captures men but freedom inspires them the fight for freedom is a personal and solitary battle we conquer the fears of today to fight again tomorrow it’s even harder to preserve our liberty than it is to win it
I don’t slave in the fields for a steady income and no-one will set me straight on tick that’s cool I know the score no credit for monkeys I bought this ball and chain might as well wear them that’s the proposition I’m all alone in my war on drugs I made for me a pair of wings I want to fly away no more human derelicts lurking in the shadows hating society loathing themselves I want paradise in my cup they have a gun to my head but I don’t seem to care I have bona fide connections in a completely different sphere
