I often wonder if it's just me?
Is it possible for others to be empty and full at the same time?
How can I be so whole as I continue to give and leave pieces of myself
as I go along.
Are we all not just walking contradictions in this way?
Giving, taking, doing, going, showing, keeping, asking, answering, seeking...
What have I found?
If I can say anything for sure- there is no fact.
But statistically, ignorance is bliss..
But at what cost?
Knowledge is power,
and I will gladly postpone a false sense of happiness for truth in exchange.
Better to be the black sheep than just another member of the flock
being fed fat with lies and a false sense of security,
only to be herded to the slaughterhouse
faithfully, obediently in line with the masses.

I choose the escape to the greener pastures I think there might be,
For to be fed fat with lies is to feed yourself to the liars.
You can not run into the belly of the beast to fight the good fight though,
I choose to simply oppose.
To run blindly into the horizon and the unknown...

Because we should indeed be more fearful of what we think we know,
what we have grown so comfortable with and dependent upon-
rather than what we have not yet set out to face.