In My kennel I find peace.

I find the security I need within My leash.

This 5x5 has limits at least.

Limits reserved for powerful beasts.

Can limits imply that I am free?

I think, at least, as free as authority concedes.

Ultimatly, limitations can only exist in the presence of liberty.


So I, being Me, expertly perceived the possibilities of My dreams, outside of these beams.


Beaming with pride, I decided to divide this soul trap sadistically devised by the civilized.

Metaphorically deprived, My adult and adolescent mind struggle to coincide.

Slung from the kiddie ride, colliding with My destiny, ebbing with the cosmic tide I find Truth.


Transcendental Dichotomy


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