Oh,
to be this,
weak,
stupid entity.
This,
which believes.
Believes,
constantly in external realities.
That,
believe,
they are more,
than others.
That,
believe they are less.
That,
believe in silly sounds,
such as,
success and business.
That believe,
externally they exist.
That,
within this paradigm,
they matter.
I,
shall never comprehend,
such a mind.
Never,
truly understand the sound,
which they emit,
as they attempt to tell me,
why.
For,
I have always been,
I.
Never,
shall I need,
some silly system.
Never,
shall I attempt to be,
anything within it.
For,
such is not mine.
Not,
my creation.
And,
absent such,
I'd simply be playing,
another man's game.
Such,
is a way,
I shall never behave.
For,
the mind which I,
exist tethered to,
shall forever create,
it's own way.
Shall,
alter the wholeness,
of my being,
to be that which is prepared,
for anything.
For,
within such,
be one forever free.
Every,
second.
Be,
one this being,
which simply exist innately.
For,
one shall be nothing.
Nothing,
but this human entity...
©yungb123
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