wanting to be chosen was a matter of freewill
to be chosen is to be touched by nature,
sunsets are nothing without being seen
retract and go back and remember
super amazing, take a picture- time is where you live
in the stream of reality the grave is just ahead
pointing in no direction is free-
will is determined by circumstances and we went on a trip once
my freewill came and left and now it’s mellow and the lights are out,
listening to myself the meditation comes and then goes
the words the thoughts are all programed
and the microphone is amplifying all my fears
turn off the lights let me be of before and of later,
how long has it been
since a long time ago
On the move,
going way to fast to even stop
commit,
Stop,
Run,
nothing’s bad until- you hurt someone,
taking away, is not just-
justice,
prevention,
prevention is just,
save me I’m going fast,
the decision was made,
from time to time
you are young
until you are older
you will be the same person-
through the consequences of actions
we act- to take, and react.
Trying to stay focused
your lost in thought
of whats next,
hesitating has no place with action
speeding down the road
test the strength of the limits-
faster
decisions approach faster.
Action necessary
between road blocks-
having thought of the unnecessary will help-
with improbable scenarios manifesting themselves-
out of imaginable sacrifices of thought.
Loneliness,
the youth and innocence
the outside thinking,
accidents happen-
what a wonderful philosophy,
they’re not worth any of your tears
&
don’t bother he said to the monster,
I’m going to kill my self
I’ve already made the decision before you finished
it’s so I have control-
