ignorance, breeds ego formless, timeless, turned into a tumultuous storm

acknowledge my own feelings feel my body, wearing it like a coat allow myself to be happy

staring off into the distance quiet

my own emotions turbulent in a realm of chaos leads me on a path to the highest mountains,

back and forth the idle swinging of a rocking chair my past in full swing

politics is a game replace the players it stays the same

we all watch as our fellow humans suffer we are like a big brother

library, book stores my favourite places to explore

a bleak world or so it seems in our perception

torture myself with a life no longer there