The Taste of Freedom

I forgot to grab my notebook in my haste I could use a napkin But I don’t like the way my pen Can’t write fast enough To get the thoughts out While they’re fresh I’ve been lamenting much About how I should have Could have Done this a long time ago Left this contract And

Pain is a Choice.. and it is Time To Let Go

All of this painPain I carried inside of meBecame my pain when I agreed to come into this worldI experienced painI experienced abuseI observedI participatedAnd then when I finishedI remembered that the pain was a choiceAnd I fully appreciate itAllI honor my experienceI embrace the lessonI am grateful to every sentient being who has helped

Absurdity

F you if you think I'm going to be manipulated by your IncoherenceLack of understandingI can feel your solar plexus all fired upAnd the pressure in your brainI can see you pulling strawsAnd making dots connectThat don't really connectMaking moves with wordsThat make no senseOnly to youBecause you're insecureLike a rat in a mazeAnd you

Children Are a Mirror of Their World

Girls who spend the night Know what isn't And what isWhen I hugged the kidsEspecially the boysI felt the loveThey said it's not the sameThe squad The love is in the heartsOf the childrenWho are seeking to find their wayYoung adultsSeeking a true perspective What can we show them? Are we leading the way fearlesslyInto

Rant on Religion (7/25/2016)

I became much happier when I stopped trying to save other people… they don't want to be saved! I think some people would be much happier if they did the same. It is not our job to help people see "the light" because the light is different for each of us. In fact, doing so