Life's Suicide

Have you traded your life for a role? Sold your heart for stones? I think you have. Most of the time you put on an act because most people love you for who you pretend to be. You keep pretending and performing and finally fall in love with your own act. You're then locked in to that act, and the key seems to be lost forever.

You are blinded by the light that appears out of the cracks in the wall, you are blinded by the fact that this is what you get in return and it feels good. But does it really feel good? Do you play for the madness of the crowds? Do you play for fame? Do you play for immortality? All your life you will slave to the grind to appease the masters of destruction - you're brainwashed, drowning in self-pity, weak and have no control over your actions. You fall at the feet of those who hasten your end, who drain your senses and those who bring you to shame...all because you let them own you. Why? Is not your heart, mind, body and soul yours alone?

You ask why. Why because you cannot accept freedom that comes your way, simply because too much of your plastic life will be lost. You lose sight of the high and mighty, the riches and the glamour. All in all you're just another brick in the wall of lost dreams. Build that wall high my friend, and it shall become your tomb. You're part of the mass hypnotism that has diseased our world today, you're nothing but a blood sucker from a dead life.

Look at the world today - it runs on chaos and disorder, that is the order. It runs on the whims and fancies of the world and it's leaders - arms, terrorism, wars...they contribute to running a world that keeps on turning. If peace ruled, would you ever have a mind? No...peace cannot rule, but for a revolution to take place, the seeds of change need planting in you.

Fear not the evil that rules the world, for it is a necessity. Fear not the darkness, for it is your strength. Fear not the unknown, for it is never real. Fear not life, for it is only certain as death. Fear just one - fear yourself and your false crown of thorns, fear your life in the act you assume, fear your conscience for it tells you the truth about you...fear you and you alone...

Commit mandatory suicide and you will find the real you, away from the act, away from the role, away from the crowds, away from the world...and heaven can wait...