Shattered Illusions

I’m tired of hearing my thoughts, I want to be felt, not read. I want to be understood, not interpreted. All this noise out there is deafening. I want my own frequency.

I don’t care if you’re right, or left for that matter. I care that you are willing to compromise your integrity by screaming vomit as a way of distancing yourself from your absurdities. You can attack me when your point is dull, that’s popular; just remember your tone doesn’t make you right, it makes you loud.

I’m sick of the ignorance. It goes way beyond feelings at this point. We educate folks because ignorance is dangerous. It’s not anyone’s fault your paralyzed into fear over shit you don’t understand. Wake up and think. Stop relying on folks to explain things to you. This makes you the victim.

There are folks out there with elaborate methods to direct your thoughts towards their goals. They will appeal to your needs, your fears, or your aspirations for their pockets.

They dangle pensions and medicine like your an ass strapped to a cart being led by a plastic carrot. Don’t believe me, look, listen, hear what’s going on around you. It’s very clear if you open your mind.

You can be a career, or live to be a legacy, or pass along freedom and adventure’s journey. There’s a long line of mules dressed as prosperity sitting on my mantle as a reminder. A reminder that the size of the cage doesn’t change the fact we’re captured, borders are borders.

Folks don’t even understand freedom anymore. It’s a word with colors that are translucent. They think liberty is something to strive for, not understanding that you have to be imprisoned to be liberated. They trade the suffocation of more oppressive ideologies for the delusion of an overdressed prison yard with rules that even tell them how to cross a street.

There was a time little signs dotted manicured green spaces warning us not to walk on the grass. This was to protect the efforts of those that sculpted the illusion of beauty and preserve the image of order.

100 years later there are millions of folks who don’t “walk on the grass” because it’s dirty, or there are bugs, and a good many who fear stepping off the path.

Now truth has been bred out of your DNA. You cry for more laws, rules, and regulations as a right to be imprisoned. We despise honesty like a mirror that reflects our obese ideals. So now the shattered pieces of what you realize was a lie are spread out before you to reassemble into this compartmentalized insanity.

Don’t listen to me. Don’t listen to the folks who want to own each piece of your shattered insanity to reflect patriotic colors as a blinding light. Listen to your mind, feel with your heart, and walk away from the ephemeral prison that has been created for you to spend most of your life as an inmate only to enjoy a few years as the guard.

Freedom doesn’t have boundaries, it has consequences. Liberty can’t be passed on or inherited, it’s our inherent birthright as humans to think and act freely without regard to power. We self regulate.

America is beautiful. Our ideals noble. Our people diverse and charitable. This is unique in the history of the world. Our government no longer represents, nor resembles us. It seeks to divide us with their fears. Their fear that we’ll collect their shattered pieces and take away the prism they use to perpetuate this blinding ignorance. It’s s matter of time and circumstance whether that’s done through civil means or sacrifice.

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