If I sat down with my dad
and shared with him the things I am best at
I would show him who I become after a few whiskeys.
I would show him the perfect spliffs I roll.
I would show him my performance art.
I would tell him how many people fell in love with me,
what kind of impact I’ve had in the dark, after hours,
that I’ve found a way to think for myself
to express myself
that I’ve resisted the system as best I can
so that I can be my own Man.
I am real, like you, and have my own humane faults.
I think the ultimate victory in this world is to be You.
To be who you are.
To be individually driven,
and socially giving, yet social is not the focus.
The loneliness of man is cured in a mission
larger than himself
being in charge of himself
abiding to a higher power
even if that power is simply an atonement of individual expression, a freedom of being, a rebellion of self, a liberation of soul.
I have murdered enough ideas and lessons to be told about crime against myself
My whole life has been a rape of my spirit
and I am now finding forgiveness for myself, for allowing the intrusion of foreign ideas that made me a victim
and I am breeding a new profound sense of self
that is alive
in the brimming power
of a conscious life.
If I decided to sit with you on the basis of sharing
I would tell you that I am a complete anarchist.
and i am continuing your legacy.