There is a period in man’s life, when he needs to know what he is all about.
This is who I am….
Going with the flow is not my forte.
I am a rigid planner with goals to high to reach.
Patience is not a virtue that has been kind to me.
I pick and peck until worries collide.
I sometimes feel that I see the world in a different light then most folks.
The day to day bullshit weakens me.
I search for the real.
What is the real? You ask?
Freedom from the chains that feed our woes and misfortunes.
What I don’t understand intrigues me. I don’t fear it. I value its teachings.
Knowledge and growth is what I seek.
When it comes to the ways of the spirit, I follow no writings of man.
They corrupt and disorient the soul.
I interpret that our gods lie within.
I stay true by this.
I loathe, but fall prey to the materialism of modern life.
Money has no worth, but yet we fiend for it like the broken down fetch for the roll at the soup kitchen.
This ties into the bewilderment our government lays upon me.
Do not get me wrong, I love this country.
It’s the greed and the blue-blood mentality of the sandbags in Washington that piss me off.
“We the people”, I wish that was true. The little man has no voice.
The magnifying glass burns brighter…
The exploits of discretion and disclosure keep us at bay.
The war machine marches on blindfolded.
The manipulations begin…
The dissection of what makes us unique unfolds.
We lay wide open and vulnerable.
The most evil of humanity has just reared its head.
That scenario quakes my soul.