Have you ever seen all the scenes unraveling before they happen?
Knifes fall stabbing
Sickness pervading every place invading every space you imagine
Every action has a reaction and my actions of acting have been the cause of untold death, turmoil, trauma, and destruction...
In my head and I've lived trapped.
I've held back in life because my life has been held back in me
I see stories and believe me, I believe me
I do mind
I thought intellectual pursuits could lead me to the truth but the more I go over and over the less clear it gets
Yet, I continued, that is, until someone told me stop...
I realized I was caught in thoughts
I have this wonderful ability to abstract reality and unlike my salary it knows no bounds
So I wound up wounded up looking for the "right" answer, the "correct" feeling, the "truth"...
But, what if I gave up this pursuit?
Shoot, I reckon I'd be a free man, well damn...
I control what I can control and all that other shit, I don't know and you know what?
I think less and live more
Funny how I had to decide to go out of my mind to see the things I really want to live for... Blessed
That hit me hard! That was deep!