Self-realization

Fri, 08/07/2015 - 11:08 -- keyz132

Is this it?

Is this really the life I was born with?

I’ll admit it’s truly something;

I’m working day in and day out for nothing,

Flushing my time down the drain just to say I have a penny to my name,

aint that insane?

I was even ashamed of myself;

complaining in pain that I wasn’t like everybody else,

 

Well; it feels good to exclaim that I’m not in that frame anymore,

let me explain;

It took me one day to look inside and find my purpose,

I looked beyond the surface and found the reason of my existence,

 

The answer is all around us, just think;

we’re our own missing link,

Synch this in your computers;

The rulers that be will never see the world completely because all they ever perceive is greed,

We have to realize that we are all infinite beings,

Be you, Be free.

 
 
 
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