We Are Not Living

In a closed finite system

That could have ever had

A beginning begetter or

An impossible ending end



We are living in an infinite

Open endless possibility

Where everything imaginable

Is at our feeling fingertips

The base of our beating heart

The vision of our mind & eyes

The creativity of consciousness



To experience free freedom

Unlike the enslaved freedom

One is told / sold, that one

Can purchase with one’s soul

Being chained to consumption

Via the illusion of choices *

To keep up with the Joneses

Induce ideologies of idle idols

Or bound to bupkus beliefs

Based on rumors and hearsay

Eons of erroneous information

Revised and refined by Rulers

Cleverly crafted by kleptocratic kings

Into barely believable book versions

Vehemently vague and varied



Distracted daily by distractions

Dining on distasteful disinformation

Playing ping-pong with politics

Packed with putrid partisanship

Pretending war and death are

Necessary as a means to an

Alleged exhaustive never ends

That erodes our evolution of

Being enlightened beings

When instead knowing……


“I’m a stranger in my own house
I’ve got the keys to the door
But I’m still locked out
I’m a stranger in my own house
I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow this house down
Can’t be a stranger in my own house

//

I’ve got no excuse, I should have known
I’ve got a place to live but I never feel at home
I’m just a stranger in my own house
I’ve got the keys to the door
But I’m still locked out
Stranger in my own house
I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow this house down
Can’t be a stranger in my own house

//

I’m just a stranger in my own house
I’m just a stranger in my own house, “


Excerpts from “A Stranger In My Own House”

– Foreigner



When not living my….

“Wildest Dreams”

“I’m gonna organize
some changes in my life
I’m gonna exorcise
the demons of my past

I’m gonna take the car and
hit the open road
I’m feeling ready to
just open up and go

And I just feel I can be anything
That all I might ever wish to be
And fantasize just what I want to be
Make my wildest dreams come true

I’m on my way
Out on my own again
I’m on my way
Out on the road again

When I remember back to
how that things just used to be
And I was stuck inside
a shroud of misery

I felt I’d disappeared
so deep inside myself
I couldn’t find a way
to break away my hell

When I’m feeling down and low
I vow I’ll never be the same again
I just remember what I am
And visualize just what I’m gonna be

I’m on my way
Out on my own again
I’m on my way
Out on the road again

I’m on my way
Out on my own again
I’m on my way
I’m gonna breakaway. “

– Iron Maiden



If only to suggest proof that

We are not living our own reality

Rather one that has been

Programmed to control

Our actions via reactions with

Controversy not for its own sake

But as a detour from our divinity





“I write to expunge the darkness
So that someday
Light may shine through”


– Angelo Devlin



*

“They say freedom of choice. You’re given an illusion of choice.

Americans are meant to feel free by the exercise of meaningless choices. Do you know what the choices are in this country? -paper or plastic.

You don’t need a formal conspiracy when interests converge. These people went to the same universities, they’re on the same boards of directors, they’re in the same country clubs, they have like interests, they don’t need to call a meeting, they know what’s good for them and they’re getting it.

There used to be 7 oil companies there are now 3 it will soon be 2.

The things that matter in this county have been reduced in choice. There are 2 political parties, there are a handful of insurance companies, there are about 6 or 7 information sources, but if you want a bagel there are 23 flavors because you have the illusion, you have the illusion of choice.”

– George Carlin