To escape the poison of society, to walk beside you and just get lost. All these things, things – these possessions are clouding our minds and changing our strict moral codes. What is the use of it all anyway, we are all strange machines waiting to be decoded and rebooted after a slight ‘tweak’ just to fit perfectly into our cubicles. We learn and have little time for play even though our laughter fills our early years, and then we work only to learn some more. Life is the greatest learning experience, my question is that if this is true why do we have to be thrown into corrupt scholastic systems that just badger us to act the same. Schools that pretend they are hindering to our individuality but they are just preparing to size us up for those same damn cubicles. Certainly there must be a way to escape it all, fall out of the hoop.
There Is.
Whenever one is poisoned there is always a cure that can be found, and this is no exception. Though this can be heart wrenching, you must escape it all and never look back. Grab what you want and go for it, never thinking about the consequences or how this might look on you. If you believe you are in love but find somebody that makes you happier, immediately go for it and never look back. Life with no regrets and no thought to your actions is an unpoisoned one, one where they cannot touch you and cannot mold you. You are who you are only truly when you are running. It is just like breaking away.
Break Away.
I do it differently than most, I have done it many of times. Too many to count and it is driving me insane, and I cannot wait until I do it once more and with you. Something I have never done, because I usually find myself breaking away from people – not breaking away with them. We associate freedom with escape, when they are two different concepts. For some reason the road we are going on has many twists and turns but always ends up going the same way. As the thunderstorm rages in the background I listen carefully to the sound of your heartbeat which is literally miles away but yet here I am hearing it in the bass of my eardrum. No matter how much I say that I want to break away, I doubt I could without your help because I would never be able to watch my money and education burn. That is why you must hold the lighter. Only you could understand. Only you.
Only you.
I like you. Who can tell if this is love, if this is more than a silly little crush. No one really can. Does that matter, we like being together and we are free when we are lying in each others arms. That is why I want to be a leathertramp with you, so we can be free together and share it all together. Hunchback and with long tangled hair we would walk the world and once again, never look back. There is no way that hate could come our way as survival would be at the top of our list, and happiness would come down second. Happiness, it would be true, real and strong when we create a shelter and a fire and recreate it every few months. Energetically we would live day-by-day and become one with our surroundings, making music by the flames at night with our own rythm and tunes. Eventually we would return and be totally different, cut off and unable to be poisoned because we are already infected. We would have poisoned each other so deeply already. Never would we be alone, we would crash back and forth with the green sea. We would find what we would call truth and the real life.
Real Truth.
Is there any real truth in our existance? Money and power seem so real to us, but really it is an illusion and it is inside of our heads. We feel a deep connection with our nature, but for some reason us humans feel an even deeper one to this material world and I cannot wait to escape it. Too later, we have already been poisoned because we could poison each other. The truth that is truly true to us is false and has been since the very beginning, it has all been drilled into our heads and now there is no real truth. This society is totally sick, bending us and if they told us to believe that All Dressed Lays Chips were the truth, we would sit back and take it all for the truth. That is how vulnerable we are, that is how incapacitated we are. Truth to me is walking through the forests with a pink sky in the background and dark green beneath my feet and your hand in mine as we discuss the beauty of it all. Then it will all be redefined.
A New Beginning.
All of a sudden I feel as though I am running uphill, striking me hard into the chest. This is my new identity, my new life and the rapids are so rough that I laugh so as the feeling will not gorge me deeply. The universe is the playground for my new beginning, the universe is so joyful to have me here as well because it tells me so when I lay on its back. There is something more than rebelling, this is not what I was doing. I was born to be an adventurer, born to live by the means of the wind and the tides of the stars above me. I will open all these new doors in life and behind each one of them will be a greatful surprise, it will be something new every time. Imagine me being kept up in a cage, it would not make any sense, I am meant to be penniless and away from civilization – creating one of my own. It will involve only two people, the most primitive tools that our ancestors still create with their large hands, meat raw and burnt will coat our teeth and as will the splashes of berries which we have collected and hoped to not be poisonous. Yet, remember, there always will be a cure.
