follow the system
follow the system
follow the system
a butterfly actually landed on me at my first day of employment at a new job
i know they symbolize change
that had actually been on my bucket list
and the other day when mediating and creating art in central park in the night, a dog, sat in front of me willingly
it seems as though im one with nature
and i am
i felt myself finding myself
but i feel like im back at square one but in a new world
i cant go back to who i once was
i will never know that place again
but this feeling
feeling at the bottom
will never be missed because it is always to come
follow the system
but which one?
the one i believe in, the one i imagine is for me, or the one that i see?
life is strange and confusing
is it the purgatory?
that sounds insane
but we must go crazy to survive
and all i want from this whole experience is to
feel alive
and just like im picky about eating food because i eat with my eyes
im picky about how i want to experience life
and my stubborn childlike ego gets the best of me
its confusing to think i can get what i want if i put my mind to it
but my fate is already written for me
paradoxical?
oxymoron?