To: My Philosophy.

Could you imagine if everyone listened?

Envision your surroundings as the inspiration you wish they could be.

Everyone is just as eager to assist you as you are to assist them. It’s a beautiful compromise.

Fear is erased from all eyes, there’s nothing above or below to fantasize.

Realization behind your beliefs should be realizing the hatred you teach.

And you learned it from somewhere, we all know that.

You wouldn’t even know how to spell it if you weren’t taught. W is a letter, not a thought.

H is another one isn’t it? Just because it sounds right doesn’t mean it is.

Negative. We’re debunking a belief system placed generations ahead of us.

Break the mould.

Stop leaning on the teachings set ahead of us and use your own intelligence.

The meaning of life doesn’t mean doing what you’re told.

Life means making your own rules as you go, my way is what works for me, to each their own.

I’m working on processing all of my own thoughts, the ones I’ve been taught are wrong.

Same song and dance I remember the touch of your hand.

I remember each of your responses to each of the questions asked.

They were extracted from a history book, I don’t know why they call it that.

Paragraphs and sentences transcribed by human hands.

And then worshiped it like scripture, I don’t get it.

There’s holes in it, no verification process, they made it up as they went.

Now #life revolves around it.

Rules or #history, whatever you want to call it.

Read it backwards.

Sunday