sitting outside in the perfect seat,
watching the cars fly by
a hundred journeys
in five minutes,
we must get there quicker,
we must live with a rapid pulse,
we must consume,
chew,
and digest this life.
we must live in peak states.
without gaps in between,
we must master,
we must grow,
a lot (most) of these ideas
are not our own.
we borrow them from cultural manifestos
of domination.
can’t we write a new one?
where our lives aren’t defined by dollars,
or notches,
peak experiences,
and countries travelled.
the quantification of life
so we live for nothing more than a
line item on a spreadsheet.
isn’t there so much more we don’t know
that can keep us curious
and have our eyes spellbound by this life,
where we can switch the master
away from our heads
and deep into our hearts.
where we can appreciate a heartbeat,
and truly love a life of freedom.
we are not free.
i am not free.
i am on my way.
will you join me?