Free Ya’ Mind

Man.

Life is a mystery.

A history we repeat over and over.

I’m so fucking tired of the machine, the wheel and the grind.

Shit.

God is to blame.

A Legend we fear, Century after Century.

No one ever asked me how I felt about coming back to this God-awful play.

Act.

To Live, is Misery. To Die, is Gain.

I need a new contract, a new deal with an actual reward or benefit I can touch or spend. Or feel good about.

Welp.

My bus is late.

If I’m late to work, I will get fired.

If I get fired, I can’t pay my rent or keep food in my fridge.

Is living an inconvenience or is it just inconvenient to Live?

Both.

X.