I shall flow the way I flow.
No excuses shall block my way.
And if I'm bad, then I'm bad.
Nothing more. Nothing less.
Until this day, I've served others' whims.
I've treated their feelings like precious stones.
Now, to be free of all that shit.
To be without concern or care.
What a chaos of the imagination!
Bring that dream to birth.
No more hiding behind words
Or the excuse-screens for action.
Action shall be the thing.
Knowledge of what is, is merely that.
It is action that is needed.
Not knowledge in the trite sense.
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