The forgotten
winds of freedom,
they whisper as we
venture away

a gentle guide,
of forceful
silence

Intuition she whispers,
as we lose sight
of what truly
matters

a lie of the matrix,
is to volunteer your soul
for cheap survival
take this plot and
twist it,
break free
and rise higher
than the highest
cliff

fear not, those who control,
and take this code,
a fellow traveler,
a surfer of timelines

to stay alive is the game,
to stay alive is the goal,
to stay alive is life,

keep your energy attuned,
and let not
wicked forces
capture your essence