This is fucked up my brother ^^
I just spent the last two days with a friend who sounded just like this..
I'd say things like "We create our own suffering and it's just as possible to navigate our way out of these thoughts at it is easy to get trapped and ensnared in them" - to which she would reply: "that is so Californian I don't believe in that"
And I have to agree, from one level of consciousness, this poem is absolutely gospel truth... Millions upon millions of us experience these kinds of feelings every single day...
So something has to give...
Somebody has to take a chance, and go for it...
Somebody has to rise above the bullshit and pull the whole world up with them...
And that somebody is You... That somebody is Me... That somebody is actually All Of Us Together
I'll send this poem to my friend and see what she says :3
I agree but what's one voice among the multitude ? Familiarity and repetition sells and the world is run by money.
good point my man ^^