From safety to where...?
I hope for the shackles to be cut from my ankles. If this is permanent, may the sovereign powers pull me away from any unnecessary breath. Because a world that I don't agree with is no world I could contribute to. Although I'm fighting for every step mentally, I feel as though there is peace beyond this period. Up to this point, I've been trying to fit a square peg into a round slot. But I'll find the square. When the fit is made, in my eyes, the world will be agreeable.
I require many things of myself. If I don't then the earth will still make the same revolutions around the sun. I doubt a civilization full of thespians, harlots and simpletons would enjoy that. Nor would I. So I must take the first steps. I must correct these mistakes. I've been a coward to this date. And it served me well. But a coward is useless once they've run out of things to fear. And this is where I am found.
And I digress. There are folks in this world who are years behind in evolution and civilization. And these are the majority. Stages ahead, we find the others. Those who are ahead of their time. They will be reconciled in the years to come. The last group of people... the smallest... don't fit into any era. They merely exist. And not in this world. They exist in their own. I bring this up because I've found myself fighting through each of these three mindsets. It's getting out of hand.
As Ian Curtis said, "in time, we don't belong in our own lifetime."
So maybe we all end up the same in the end. Whether this is a blessing or curse has yet to be decided.
I require many things of myself. If I don't then the earth will still make the same revolutions around the sun. I doubt a civilization full of thespians, harlots and simpletons would enjoy that. Nor would I. So I must take the first steps. I must correct these mistakes. I've been a coward to this date. And it served me well. But a coward is useless once they've run out of things to fear. And this is where I am found.
And I digress. There are folks in this world who are years behind in evolution and civilization. And these are the majority. Stages ahead, we find the others. Those who are ahead of their time. They will be reconciled in the years to come. The last group of people... the smallest... don't fit into any era. They merely exist. And not in this world. They exist in their own. I bring this up because I've found myself fighting through each of these three mindsets. It's getting out of hand.
As Ian Curtis said, "in time, we don't belong in our own lifetime."
So maybe we all end up the same in the end. Whether this is a blessing or curse has yet to be decided.