Students of the Instant

September 20, 2014

Excuse me, society. I'm going to wake up.

I will raise my sword of justice in a whirlwind of fire.

I will love my brothers and sisters of every species. I will not wage war on them, however many apparent differences or disagreements there naturally are.

I will not rebel against you, however much you ask me to. I will let you exist in peace, for you have your right.

I will leave you free to be violent, repressive and mechanizing. I'll mind my business, you mind yours; I won't believe you anymore.

My existence will race through you like a shooting star. Sovereign in my autonomy, I will live happily.

Thank you, beloved society, for the magnificent dream you sheltered me in.