traveling rant

the world is moving so fast
i just had to quit

there was no longer any quality of life
in that runaround

as much as i miss trader joes
I say to the world now

my labor is mine to give

i will determine
the conditions of its giving

and if nothing else comes along
i will play music on the street
until they arrest me

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i awoke again today
to the abundance of life

once one knows what one really wants
and we let go of all notions of
deserving and shame

we are royalty all
you and me and the cleaning lady
and the dishwasher and the runaway

what is a prince or a queen
how dare the elites claim some special status

it is a lie and it is high time
it is exposed
to the light of
Divinity

we all belong here
and there is no enemy
but the ignorance born of
the illusion of our separation