free_yourself Mahayana from {false} be{lie}fs 020526 ... Deomis Free Yourself Here is the key unto the lock Loose the binding ropes that tie Spread your aching wings and fly Above this muddied earth so high From the confines of your world 040507 ... me when i think of freeing myself, theres only one thing that comes to mind. walking around my house naked. 060707 ... the pensive one shes walks bound to a line of conformity and repetition, blocking out her soul and mind, protecting all thats hidden. And on she wanders down this line with no purpose or direction, shes afraid to be grounded, shes afraid to fly, shes unsure of her every intention. Her mind begins to drift away, and to think of other things but only to feel the familiar pain, of the pulling of her puppet strings. Its back to the line, its back to the real her outter self is calloused while the inner yearns to feel. and thats the only way she knows, the comprehensions of the insane, but it was conformity and this ugly world that gave her all this mental pain. Her soul grows strength, her answer has been found, and she pitties every blade of grass that is stuck to the ground. The distorted puzzle is now complete and its plain for her to see that she must break the shell, leave the line its time for her to bleed. Maybe the pain isnt so bad, maybe its what she needs she inhaled the last anguish, and exhaled in relief and in that moment she was free. her rebirth was so refreshing, she gave hail to the dawn. she spread her arms to fly away, and in an instant she was gone. 060804 what's it to you? who go blather from